Nothing To Say

The net was soon evident but it was too late for the gazelle. Reila took one and Chimera took another, rows of sharp teeth cutting through the throat of the gazelle. Knowing that it would die on its own, the brute moved on to the next, catching another of the slender ungulates and dispatching it like its herdmate. This was almost too easy.

The net had fallen, trapping one of the gazelle within. The rest had already scattered, flying out of view around a curve in the canyon path. That was well and fine. They had more than enough on the few that they did kill. Chimera placed a paw upon the trapped but flailing gazelle and looked towards Reila. "Do you want this one?" If she wanted to make the kill, he would continue to hold the gazelle. If she didn't, he would kill it himself.

"Chimera Klein"