Boneweary
12-03-2013, 08:08 PM
Chill kept tightly on the elks hooves, not giving the option to turn around in fear of running into another wolves jaws, her head was low as she growled, muscles pushing her forward as she every now and then would surge to nip its hocks and make sure it didn't fall out of line with their plan. She kept one ear though cocked toward the rest of the herd, making sure they didn't decide that they wanted to charge the wolves instead of run. Finally though she paused as she watched the elk rear and then clip Aranya with its hooves and she found herself leaning her ears back in general dislike at the other female for getting hurt. She watched, she waited, she wondered for a moment if Aranya was just going to lay there and allow the elk to trample her. But she was pleasantly surprised as she watched the female leap forward and pin the elk down with her weight before finishing it off. Chill padded up next to her, eyes surveying the scene before her tail swished behind her. Not bad. Nice kill. Have you figured out which pack your going to go to while you hunted? Chill asked, her voice still in that odd detected manner as she smiled down at the kill. Smiling though mostly at the crimson that would stain the virgin snow when entrails where spilled upon her. The thought sent a shiver right up and down her spine before her graze swept back toward Aranya as she waited for an answer as she lowered herself down to nibble at the haunches before she decided to step around and tear into the elks stomach. This elk, even though sickly would feed the two of them for quiet a while if they ended up staying in the area. Speech, |