SSWM: 542
Layla was really not in the mood to try and deal with any other tensions that were being brought out by the members of the hunt. She just wanted to get the hunt over with so that the pack had something to eat and so that she could go home and be with her mate. The mistress took one glance back to Saluce as it looked like he was scolding Gideon again. She couldn’t understand why he was being so much ruder than usual. She could understand that he young male was busy with things in his personal life, so it was not his fault if he was not fully prepared for the hunt. Menawhile, the black and white she wolf had to deal with his brother Saul. She couldn’t understand what he was doing and why. She didn’t want him chasing after the prey until she had gotten into position. Her ears pirked up and her head turned back as she listened to him speak to her. She had no idea why he was trying to call out on her for what she was doing. She had been hunting more than he had and she knew what the behemoth’s plan was. She was going to make it so that there was a sure chance that whichever prey they had picked out would not get out of their sites and would head straight for the other two males. She remained silent, not quite in the mood for a lecture. Instead she hurried to her position and looked over to her partner, ready for the two of them to make their move. She took one last glance over to the strength men before she nodded to Saul. She would allow him to pick out the one they were going to lead back to the others.
Layla watched carefully as she noticed Saul make the first dash out into the herd. It seemed he had picked a nice one and she was ready to help him out. The mistress bounded out of her hiding spot and took to one side of the deer. She instructed Saul to stay on the other side so that it would have no where else to go but forward. She would nip at the prey’s legs as they began to chase it back towards Saluce and Gideon. The black and white she wolf knew that the behemoth was an excellent hunter. She was sure he would be able to catch the deer in his jaws with no problem at all. She was still a little worried about the young black male as she could see he was still stuck in his optime form. She knew there wasn’t much he would be able to do while in that form, but it would come in handy with trying to keep the prey down when one of them was dealing the final blow. She would continue to run, making sure the deer didn’t go too far to her side. She had no problem with this seeing as her body was built for speed. She would growl at the animal as she continued to chase it. She began to pant, but it was nothing to worry about. She had plenty of statima left.
