The Elephant in the room

Malico expertly dodged away from the large shuffling feet, dipping away just in time to avoid the swinging trunk. With a quick glance to Enyo and the leader of this hunt, he is charging back in, obsidian claws unsheathing as he goes for the gashes that he had already opened on the beast’s back leg. A snarl rumbles past his lips as he digs deep into the leathery flesh, seeking the tendons that hide underneath.

A bellow alerts him to the fact that he has struck true and he dances backward as the elephant’s leg gives out, sending the heavy creature crashing to its knees. Long legs push him around the mighty animal’s side, bringing him up to the side its neck. Its head tilts back, trunk winding up to attack and he launches himself at the exposed flesh of its neck, front legs raising as he sinks claws and teeth into the thick skin.

Mal thrashes violently, opening deep wounds as he goes while his back legs brace him as he attacks, leaving room at the wide neck for the other adults to help if they so choose. The elephant grows weaker, listing to the side and the purple male is forced to abandon his position or risk being crushed. With the help of the others, they sufficiently open the beast’s neck and it bellows one last, dying call before falling still.

Panting, he takes a moment to look at the other wolves, tongue flicking out to clean his maw as he dips his head in quiet thanks. Without a word, Malico turns and leaves, having no need of the meat but having stuck around to further his hunting abilities.

-exit Malico-


"Malico Mendacium"