Putting On A Show

Relm watched from a short distance before Alastor leapt out from the underbrush and started chasing down the bellowing elk. She could see his want to let the more obvious and easier kill go, starting to get a chase going forward. Alastor may have been just a bit taller than Relm, but his build was much more muscular and heavy. She couldn't help but admire his masculinity as he drove the elk along the cliff's edge. It was a new feeling for her, but she wouldn't go still in wonder.

As the herd and Alastor moved forward, so did Relm. Meeting them at a cross road as she joined Alastor in the chase. It didn't need to be cut short after all, not unless one of them was faltering. Running up alongside the terrified prey and in front of Alastor, Relm kept her focus near the head of the elk. Leaning in and out slightly in her step, she waited for the right moment to get it out from the cliff side before taking it down.

Giving the elk some room to waver, Relm finally took the last leap. Her paws landing on the shoulders of the over sized deer and her teeth sinking into the top of it's neck so she had the weight to not go sliding off the cliff side. With their kill now in their grasp, Relm took control of the front half of the elk by taking the antlers into her jaws and twisting it's neck to the side to expose it's throat to Alastor. Her pale eyes looked up to him whether he was on top of the elk too or wherever he ended up being. A quick pant in her breath as she held down the large elk and waiting for Alastor to take the kill.

"Relm"