Winter had decided to go along with the plan. Excellent. Winter had taken the role of distraction, leaving Dusk to pin the deer. It all sounded so wonderful, yet Dusk hoped Winter would act well and not get himself foolishly injured.
It had already begun. The ivory brute had approached the mother, baring his fangs in a bark. Whilst the man was doing his part quite well, the coal hunter slipped around beside the bushes, aiming to leap on the mother from the side. Antlers and paws battled for a moment longer, the deer successfully scarring Winter's left forelimb. But that wasn't going to stop the powerful white wolf.
On his haunches he rested, making sure no more injuries would befall his hunting-mate. A new energy surged through him as the large brute leaped, his legs outstretched, teeth and claws bared. A shrilling roar escaped his open jaw, his heart-rate and adrenaline rising quickly. The deer could only face her attacker, though the brute had caught her off guard. With powerful force, the man knocked the stumbling deer onto her side. She would have taken some damage from the fall, though his weight was on top of her, claws sinking into the delicate brown flesh. Blood oozed and the deer was too petrified to even move. Though simple scars were not enough. In a split second, teeth would fasten around the mother's neck. They sunk in instantly, followed by a bellowing crunch. It was the killing bite, the end of any hunter's hunt. The terrified glow faded away from the mother's eyes, turning lifeless as her soul was ripped away by the savages.
He would leave Winter to take down the weak little one, which surprisingly was still here, trembling. Winter should at least have the chance to sink his fangs into something. Though his eyes would not stray from the nasty looking scar. He hoped Titania knew how to fix that up, he feared it may lead to an infection.
The two prizes were caught. One large, one big. No more rabbits for them, until these carcasses were gobbled away. Teamwork and cooperation was what made them to this, and Dusk would thank Winter.
"Your skills were remarkable, you did an excellent job. Thank you."
They might have some trouble bringing the two bodies back to the willows, but oh well. It was done. All done and dusted. Yes, he was covered in dust.
"Speech"
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