Damn...when was this snow going to go away? He thought he would've been used to it by now considering he used to live in the North, but honestly, he hated the stuff. It made it difficult for him to blend in when trying to hunt. He was both at an advantage, and disadvantage, however. On one hand, it was much easier for him to track down his prey by way of following their very easy-to-follow trails in the snow. On the other? He was bright freaking red! Unless they mistook him for a pool of blood or they were color blind by some miracle, he was easy to spot if he wasn't careful. But...that's where his black bear cloak came in. It blended in a little better than his crimson coat did, but he still had to be careful while hunting. He was on the trail of another deer today, and it was easy to track in the snow as it turned to slush. He could see some spots where the deer had slipped or lost footing, and it was highly likely it had a messed-up ankle from slipping on the ice and melting snow. Perfect. That meant this hunt would be easy today. Especially with the help of his companions, this would be a piece of cake! Readjusting his cloak, the crimson male carefully made his way forward while the wolverine had gone up ahead and the bird had flown off to find the best path and vantage points over the injured deer. And it didn't take long for the palm cockatoo to return. The avian landed on Ignis' back and informed him of the deer's location, and the crimson wolf wasted no time in following a path around and giving it a slightly wider berth since his quarry was coming back this way. He hunkered down in the snow and stalked forward. Somewhere up ahead, his wolverine was tracking the deer as well, waiting for the right moment to start chasing it back this way so Ignis could try to take it down. There was just a bit of a hiccup, however...he could hear scuffling up ahead, and before he knew it, he saw a flash of brown fur come charging his way straight towards him. Cursing under his breath, Ignis waited, but the buck was charging and it didn't seem like it had any intention of stopping. Its head was lowered, and Ignis knew that if he didn't get out of the way, he would get skewered. He jumped up and out of the way just as the buck reached him, sending snow spraying everywhere as he got out of the way just in the nick of time. It ran right past, and a few seconds later, his wolverine came running towards him. "What the hell happened?" He snarled as he turned on his companion. "Sorry, it spotted me before I could get close enough to grab a leg." Muttering with annoyance, Ignis resigned himself to restarting his tracking of the buck... ooc// Using 1/2 word prompt pass|| WC: 505 "Speak"

Corbie was surprised when a buck nearly ran her over in his rush to escape from some other predator. She'd been simply traveling through without even noticing him before he was almost on her, and all she'd had time to do was throw herself over backwards. The buck didn't even slow or change directions - she wasn't sure he'd noticed her or the near-collision at all in his haste. Corbie rolled off her back and back onto her paws, willing her heart to slow from its frantic pace as she shook the snow from her back. What in the world was that all about? She stared down the buck's trail with a thoughtful frown, then took off in a ground-eating lope after it. Taking a loop around where he'd been running, she hoped that she would come out ahead of his trail, that he'd have slowed down enough after his panicked flight to allow her to move more quickly.

Sure enough, she spotted him walking towards her, his chest working like bellows to snort steamy breath into the winter air as he warily glanced back down his trail for whatever had spooked him. Corbie took a moment to catch her breath before leaping forward and latching onto his nose. To the deer's eyes she had seemed to materialize out of nowhere, her coat blending in so well to the snow and shadows, so she was able to ambush the tired deer before he'd even known she was there. She didn't keep her grip though, just slashed open the sensitive nostrils and leaped away before the buck's sharp hooves could strike her. Then the chase was on again for him as she drove him back towards whoever had missed their chance earlier.

He started moving in the direction where the buck had gone, and he didn't even have to go very far before he heard the familiar sound of thudding hooves pounding unevenly across the ground. His eyes snapped up and he saw the buck coming toward him. With a snarl, he readied himself for a brawl between him and those antlers. His cockatoo companion swooped down and started harassing the buck as it ran, beating his wings in the bucks face in an effort to distract it...and it was working. Bellowing from surprise, frustration, and hindered by the damage it seemed to have on its face, Ignis took the opportunity to run up on it and lunged for a foreleg. He grabbed on and violently shook his head until he heard the telltale sound of the leg breaking, which in turn, easily brought the buck to its knees. From there, killing it would be easy as pie. His wolverine ran up and locked its jaws around its windpipe, suffocating it. Whatever had spooked it towards him, well...he supposed he owed them one, now, didn't he? "Speak"

Corbie stayed at the deer's heels as much as she could without getting kicked, driving it back along its path so closely that it couldn't even consider that it was going right back into the jaws of the wolf who it was originally escaping from. As the buck came to a sudden jarring stop, Corbie took the opportunity to snap her jaws at the leg next to her, parting the hamstring so it couldn't get away again if it took off, then danced aside so it couldn't kick out at her.

She needn't have worried, it seemed, because she had chased it straight into the jaws of - who would have guessed - Ignis again, and both he and his wolverine companion were clamped onto the buck as it thrashed out its death throes. "I saw you lost something and thought I'd return it for you," she laughed, backing away to let them finish out the deer. "You're welcome.

"Talk" Walk "Well, well," It was Corbie again! She had done a number on the buck which he was grateful for. Not only had she chased it back towards him, but had done a fair amount of damage to it so that it had been significantly easier to take down. The buck had stilled finally, and he patted it with a paw. "It seems we are destined to be after all. Hunting partners, that is." Though he wouldn't be opposed to something more if that ever happened. "Thank you for the help on that, however accidental it might have been. You deserve a share of the spoils if you want," He offered before grasping one of the antlers in his jaws and yanked. Hard. With some effort, he had snapped them away from the skull and dropped it to the ground. He wasn't opposed to Corbie taking whatever parts of the kill she wanted. After all, it was mostly because of her that he had gotten the opportunity to take it down.

The buck had finished thrashing out his last, though Corbie took care anyway as she moved up to the body not to put herself in reach of the sharp hooved feet. Prey could sometimes surprise you like that, with final convulsive movements well after you thought they were actually dead. But the deer remained still, and she turned her attention to Ignis with a smile. "I appreciate the offer. I may take you up on some of that for travel rations, but otherwise it's yours. I'm travelling light, so I can't take much other than food." She watched curiously as he snapped off one of the buck's antlers, speculating what it could be useful for, for the male. Weapons, maybe - Ignis moved like a fighter.