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As Hybrid tried to bring the deer to the ground, he felt it shift and move in response to what the other coyote was doing. The deer was no longer thrashing as much and was now weakly tried to fend off its attackers. Hybrid realized that the other coyote understood his plan, a tried-and-true coyote trick, and was working on helping him out. He grinned wickedly and pulled harder with his forelegs. His paws were still latched in to the deer’s neck, so he re-adjusted his grip to get better leverage. He was not as concerned about losing his hold now, since the deer had a lot less energy. Although this was tricky hunting with only a partner and not a clan at his back, he knew they could do this if they just held out.
The other coyote helped him force the deer to the ground. After a few minutes of struggling, the deer began to descend to the ground. Hybrid yanked and pulled viciously in an attempt to kill what was left as it fell.
And then it was over. Hybrid stared at the dead beast, his next meal, chuckling in a silent laugh. He glanced to the other coyote when she spoke. He didn’t say anything about the first comment, but he did sneer when she implied that men were weak. Hah! Coming from a female, that was pretty rich.
“And you’re not a weak little piece of shit. I like that in an Inferni member,” he noted. He licked his chops, as she had done moments earlier, and then turned his semi-sneer into a vicious grin. “There are only two of us. Let’s eat what we can, call for the rest of Inferni, and bring some back for others.” Hoping she would follow suite and eat with him, Hybrid thrust his face into the hole in the deer’s neck and began ripping out innards for his meal.