Grassy take down

Remus nodded and smiled when Ike gave them a decision, directing them toward the mule deer. Lead the way!" And lead she did, guiding them through the tall grasses in the direction of the deer. He matched her and crouched a bit to hide himself in the grass as they moved and eventually he noticed the scent of the deer in question getting stronger and more noticeable. He stopped beside her as they paused to peek up at the deer they had found, seeing that the small herd was actually a group of males. He picked up on what she had noticed about the older, silver-marked deer that hung toward the edge of the herd and at her instruction to run the deer till the older male fell back away from the rest he shot her an eager grin, replying, "You got it, boss." He wasn't much of a hunter, but when he was doing it with Ike it was suddenly much more interesting and enjoyable.

The two wolves crept forward and then bursted forth out of the grasses they had been hiding in, Remus charging forward with growls and snaps of his jaws to get the deer moving across the open plain. Their prey scrambled away from them and went bounding off through the grasses with long, leaping strides, through the older deer that was their target was a bit less nimble than his brethren. They ran them down for a little while until they reached a stream that crossed through the territory and while the others leapt over it without much issue, the deer they had their sights on hesitated and got hung on the side of the stream with them. He took the opportunity and lunged forward, grabbing one of its back legs in his jaws and yanking back, forcing it to topple to the ground and leaving the opportunity wide open for Ike to make the kill.

"Remus Armada"