Feather

Alaric stayed low and kept his voice in a hushed tone as he spoke. "Maul and Cinder will drive her towards us and focus on her back legs. I will go for the throat. Go where you feel is best." He told Fairytale and instructed the dogs. "On the count of three." He told the group, his words still hushed as his muscles tensed even more. "One.." He breathed, "two....three!" Without much prodding the two cane corsos spring forwards in a quick burst of energy towards the doe. Alaric watched as Maul and Cinder herded the deer, bitting at her hind quarters and back legs. The doe was running full speed towards Alaric and Fairytale now. Alaric was ready to pounce and secure the throat.