Venison

The pup would take the eerie silence radiating from the brutish leader as a yes, he could participate. Instead of jumping with joy and excitement as a pup might, he hones in his own focus. Eyes flicking from the Sultan to the meadow that lay ahead of them. Molded with the trees, grass, and other foliage, an inexperienced pup such as himself might not have seen her at first. If it weren't for the injury to one leg, he would have missed her completely. But with Sephiran's lead, precise and calculated steps taken in the direction of the target, Maelstrom noticed her well enough.

Continuing to stay one beat behind, he can feel his skin twitch with anticipation as the Sultan slows his pace. They were creeping closer and closer to the unsuspecting doe. Maelstrom slowly licks his lips, teeth showing momentarily as he creeps along with the male. His heart raced in his chest, ears pressed forward, every muscle coiled and ready to burst forward. This could be his chance to show his worth... Now all they needed was the doe to stay oblivious.

"Maelstrom"