Coran kept still and quiet. He watched the young buck stir, seeming to sense it was being watched but unable to locate where the danger was coming from. Instead it bent its head to lick at its wounds. Coran's blue eyes flicked from the buck to where he felt the woman would be. She too blended in well with the grasses of this area and it was hard to say exactly where she was. Wait, there she was! he kept close watch, his muscles tensing as he waited.
The buck's unease grew and it stumbled to its feet. At that moment the young woman raced forward. The buck turned and bolted through the undergrowth with the woman on its heels as Coran readied himself to spring. As soon as the buck was within range Coran leapt out of his hiding place, powerful hind legs propelling him forward and up. Coran snagged the throat of the buck and held on tight. His upper arms wrapped around the base of the bucks neck and he held on for dear life. It proved no simple task for the buck would not go down easily. It shook and tried kicking at him with its front legs. Coran tucked his tail over his gut and held on til at last the buck collapsed and soon passed.
Panting Coran released his grip. "Whew! That was a good hunt. Thank you for your help, my name is Coran. I'm happy to share this meal with you!"
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