Can't stop and smell the roses!

Enyo's eyes narrowed as the deer began to veer erratically, its wild eyes catching sight of the strange she-wolf on the opposite side of the Bifrost. Enyo took in the sight of the small figure, her own large paws thundering against the sands as she closed the distance between them.

She watched as the stranger snapped at the deer, forcing it to stumble in its frantic attempt to change course. A low growl of approval rumbled in Enyo's throat. This she-wolf had, perhaps unknowingly, aided her hunt. Her intense gaze flicked briefly from the deer to the stranger, noting her delicate build. She wasn't anyone Enyo had encountered before, and for a heartbeat, curiosity mingled with the thrill of the hunt.

But her focus returned to the deer, her muscles coiling as she closed in. With a powerful lunge, Enyo launched herself forward, her jaws parting wide. The deer, still off-balance from its abrupt turn, was vulnerable,. Its hind legs faltering in the shifting sand. Enyo's crushing jaws found their mark, clamping down on the deer's flank with a strength that spoke of her lineage. A wolf bred for power and dominance.

The deer cried out, struggling in vain against her grip, but Enyo's hold was unrelenting. She twisted her head, forcing the creature off-balance, its hooves skidding against the glittering sands. The adrenaline of the hunt coursed through her, her powerful limbs anchoring her as she dragged the deer down, her teeth tearing into its flesh.

"SPEECH"