Tooth and Claw

Smir was, as usual, silent as the wolves trickled in. A couple of pups along with another large male would be their party today. Their alpha made it obvious he was not intending to join their endeavor. Ysmir thought that act a bit odd, but dismissed the thought. These Saxe’s ran differently than anything he was used to. Eventually the cat lifted to her paws and addressed them, explaining herself before telling those who did not think themselves worthy to leave. Ysmir knew what he was capable of, so he followed after her dutifully.

There wasn’t much time before he knew the herd of deer were close. The sound of hooves crunching leaves from seasons before. Young deer prancing and playing and the sound of grazing. Ysmir’s dual toned eyes focused as he found the silhouette of their intended target, he was unmistakable even without his impressive antlers.

Ysmir did his best to maneuver himself around to where he thought the deer would flee to, when the others made their presence known he would be there to keep the stag from getting away with the rest of the herd.