Cruisin' With An Impala

Ezra crouched in his chosen hiding spot, peeking over the grasses that mostly concealed him to watch as Fern worked her way toward their prey and waited eagerly to pounce. She held up her end of the bargain and started driving the impalas toward him, the rest of the herd bouncing away in the other direction. The two unfortunate ones were herded toward him and as soon as the adult of the pair was close enough he Jumped up, biting into its throat to bring it down so he could end it quickly. If he was fast enough maybe he could catch the younger one without having to chase it down too much, but between the two he’d rather have the larger one if he could only have one. He pulled the impala down to the ground by its neck, biting hard with serrated teeth as he used his weight to pin it down and crush its throat so it died quickly and easily.

"Ezra Adravendi"