Why Is Everything So GROSS?

When the other yearling states that she will bite it, Wade does not protest since it seems like it would be pointless to try. He simply grins and nods and soon, the hunt is under way. Long, gangly legs bring him up to the sick elk and he attempts to press it toward the felines, staying aware of his hunting party’s positions. Wounds are opened on the elk, filling the air with even more of the copper and sickness scent and his nose wrinkles in disgust but he does not shy away, instead lashing out with his maw and grabbing at one front leg, pulling it away from the body.

It grunts in pain, shrieks in anger as the leopard leaps onto of its back and then finally falls, flailing its limbs on the way down. Spitting out the blood that coats his mouth (so much for not biting!) Wade quickly makes his way to the head of the elk and works to pin it to the ground while also forcing it back so that it exposes the throat and easier for the felines to attack. Grunting from the exertion, his pale gaze darts around the group, making sure that everyone is still in one piece.


"Wade Praetor" | 'Sly' | 'Loki'