/ +236The large form of the buck heaved underneath his grasp but was quelled quickly by the force of nature that was Saxif. Together, the two of them held until the spirit of the deer fled the body and it became still. Zalen finally released it, his jaws stiff from holding on so tightly. He ran his pink tongue around his blood stained lips, enjoying the wonderful metallic taste. Saxif moved to his side and bumped against him, complimenting their successful and Zalen pressed his head against her neck affectionately after she licked his jaw, Yes, well done Saxif!
He looked down at their prize, a full grown three point buck. This kill would feed the two of them for several days and he made a mental note to bring the carcass back to his den to divide the meat amongst the two of them after they had feasted here. Saxif bade him to eat and he did so, his stomach already rejoicing from the taste of the blood. He moved quickly to the thick hind quarters, large canines cutting through fur and flesh light knives. The meat was sweet and tender, still hot from the chase, and steam arose from it into the cool air.
Zalen glanced over at Saxif, his whole face now red, concealing his eye mark completely, and gave her a look that said “Join me!” before he himself dug in once more.
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