The meal has a kick to it

Good.  The wolf had joined up with Kotori, helping to bring down the young elk.  The elk's breath had grown harsher, fear, pain, and energy had him running out of breath faster than it would normally do.  His temporary companion slammed into the elk and it had no choice but to fall, its front knees slamming into the ground.  It would surely try to get up in a second but Kotori wouldn’t give it that second to get even one leg back under it.  

Even as the grey wolf called out for him to finish it off Kotori was already snapping his teeth into the underside of the deer’s neck.  Kotori’s teeth tore at the flesh, ripping to get the blood flowing.  He’d trust the stranger to keep the animal from moving and getting any chance to fight for its freedom in the short span the elk had time to still move.  Even if Kotori had stopped the young elk would die, it was just how long it took.

"Kotori Fatalis"