Tooth and Claw

The cat led the wolves to their prey. He was amused by this hunt, knowing that most packs chose their hunts carefully. Picking the weak, the slow. The old, or injured. These wolves went right for the buck, for the male in his prime. King of his herd. After this, the herd would scatter. Perhaps his females would make for an easy meal later. Weakened by his loss.

The cat gave her signal, the intent obvious. She would send the pups into the fray to cause chaos. Flare positioned himself, ready to move once a path opened to the buck, and he would make his move.


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