counting sheep

Her casual and unexpected glance set fire through his veins. He bared his teeth at her in a savage grin before he set off on his own part of the trap. Working quickly and quietly, he set himself into position. His hunting partner was equally concealed, and he had to assume she was in position. Having worked with her before, he had some idea of her speed and commitment. He gave it another few seconds to counter the short lead he had, and then he moved.

Tearing out of the grasses with a snarl that bighorn turning with a startled cry - right into Enyo. as it saw the second wolf coming and froze in a moment of indecision, he reached it. Slamming it to the ground as he let his teeth find its throat and sink in. expecting Enyo to see to its legs so it didn’t bruise his ribs.


Medium prey Hunt: Desert Bighorn Sheep 3/3

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