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Woops forgot that XD
It wasn't unusual for a hunt to fail, especially when one was hunting on four legs and alone. Kiara tried her best not to be discouraged, but she was desperate to return to her den as quickly as possible. As the fawn moved farther and farther away the young mother's mind began to focus on her next target. Should she look for another herd and try to grab another fawn? Or should she go after smaller prey that was easier to grab. On one hand, the fawn would be a decent meal for her and her pups. On the other, she was more likely to get rodents than a fawn. However, rodents and fish took time to hunt simply because she would have to eat several dozen in order to state her and the puppies hunger. Kiara was deep into her thoughts and the sudden appearance of another wolf startled her and the deer.
A massive, lupus male appeared suddenly out of the bushes and grabbed onto the fawn's hindquarters. The young mother stood in shock as she watched him struggle for a few seconds with the panicked fawn. Kiara shook her head and surged forward. She was much smaller than the stranger, but she was lithe and quick on her feet. Pain spread through her shoulder as she rushed down the mountain, but she continued to press forward and soon reached the struggling pair. Kiara wrapped her sharp fangs around the fawn and dragged it to the ground where its movements were silenced forever. Kiara let the deer hang loosely from her jaws for several moments, her reluctance to let go of the kill and need for the meat threatened to overcome her. Kiara watched the stranger warily, unable to recognize him as one of her former pack mates.
Eventually, the white wolf dropped the deer and let it's head fall to the ground. Kiara watched him nervously for any sign of dominance or claims to the kill. Her own body was stiff, her ears alert and her tail low. Kiara didn't want to fight the larger male for a kill, but neither did she just want to give it up. Her feral mind raced as she sized him up and wondered what her odds would be if a challenge for the meat did arise.
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