An Ice Dance

Dagrún slunk down as they neared, her shoulder blades shifting up and down as she crept closer. She eyed the elk herd, eyes scanning them for weakness when the pale girl shifted. Dag glanced to where she was looking and spied the young doe. So be it. That would be their target. She had no problem letting the girl lead and waited for the signal. Once she attacked Dagrún joined in. The younger, faster wolves struck the doe first and Dagrún shifted her approach to come at the doe directly from behind. With a flying leap she landed hard on the doe's back. Her fangs latched onto the back of the doe's neck. Her cougar claws digging into the elk's side as she was forced down onto the ground from the force of the blow. Dag did her best to pull the neck back, hoping to open up a kill shot to the other hunters.