Cruisin' With An Impala

Ezra was pretty much always game for a hunt so when he overheard Fern asking around for help with hunting down some impala he immediately jumped in to help. He hadn’t gone out for a hunt yet for today anyway so it would kill two birds with one stone. He’d get his hunt in for today and he’d get to help another pack mate with something. Seemed like a win win to him!

Fern led the way to where she had seen the impala herd and he stopped when she signaled to, hunkering down while he watched the prey in question for a moment. His pale gaze landed on the pair that Fern had pointed out and he nodded in agreement. It would at least save them from having to try to break one off from the herd. "Sounds good. I’ll go that direction and you drive them toward me.” He was more than happy to be the muscle in this situation. He broke off from her to quietly get into position, the lightly falling rain making it easier for him to hide his creeping paw steps and his scent as he drew closer to their target.

"Ezra Adravendi"