Wandering Hearts

OOC: Totally fine, I understand.

Dominic was perfectly happy minding his own business in the water with the attention to catch the deer on the wind. He heard a voice and turned in an unusual manner. "Shhhh." He whispered moving his head in the direction of the deer. "I was getting a drink? Why does it happen to matter. Is this not neutral ground?" He said with a confused manner as to why the man was questioning him. His voice as soft as a whisper or the wind. Sometimes the man's nose didn't work right which was why he couldn't scent the borders when he crossed them. "I found a deer, wanna help me catch it?" He asked with a small smile. He lived for the hunt and the hunt was his life. His elegant dark gray fur almost disappeared as he hid in the shadows. He did not expect the man to turn down his request so he prepared to start off the hunt as a runner. Deer could be taken down with some difficulty with two wolves but the challenge was well worth it.

A smile growing calmly on him as he looked to the man. He would figure it out after he or the both of them had eaten. Surely this wolf would not turn down food in this heat? The deer seemed to turn, had it heard him? No, it was just grazing. The light and tan doe happening to graze in the forest. His dark brown eyes steadied on the prey as he waited for the right moment. His tail was level with his body. His muscles tensed and he was crouched down. Once he started he could not stop. He closed his eyes thinking to himself for a second. Let the lords of light and sky bless me as I attempt to take down this prey. He told himself before his eyes snapped open. Just a few more seconds and he would have his meal for sure. He refused to not take down the deer and would rather die trying. He was the hunter and it was the prey