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The beaver had taken a risk today to leave the safety of the water and onto the land. He had come out when it was lighted as he had to find a suitable piece of wood now to patch up the hole in the dam. He also wanted to being some food back for his kits. There didn't seem to be any threats he could see so he came out of the water and began towards the treeline. He was slow on land but he found a tree soon enough. Little did the male know, there was a threat hidden in the forest.
The brown behemoth had been waiting in the bushes, his scent was overpowered by the seawater, ferns, and mint. He was a patient hunter and found that he often needed to ambush his prey as much of the time, he would easily be outpaced by his prey due to his large size. He found that his best option when alone, he would lie in wait and so that he had less of a chance of losing his prey. The chocolate and cream brute focused as he saw the beaver leave the water.
The massive medic got ready to jump, his powerful haunches gathering below his body as he got ready to spring. The beaver plodded towards the tree and when the time was right, the beast attacked. He sprang, his bulk crashing through the bush. The beaver had scarcely any time to react as the beast was upon him instantly. His lips lifted to reveal his ivory weapons as he sprang, his claws unsheathed and they grabbed the beaver's head and twisted. The beaver screamed before his life was ended in a twist of of the beast's head. The feral nurse rose to his full height and placed the beaver on the earth.
Iorek began to shift to his enormous Optime form since it was getting hot and his fur in his feral forms was very thick and even though his fur in his two-legged form was thick for the form, it was better than cooking in his halfling shape. The change took minutes as his body began adapted towards bipedal movement. His body reshaped and reformed, muted pops and cracks came from his body. Soon, he stood on two legs. Before he did anything, the beast began to put on the jewelry, all four necklaces and bracelets that he took off before the hunt. The wolfdog still had the bandages around his forearms and there were still feathers and necklace chains woven into his mane.
The crimson-eyed Cavalier was joined by a purple-eyed crow and a blue-eyed magpie that winged down from above. The beast was examining the beaver, thinking about trying to skin it by himself though he remembered Riley saying that it was best to skin it right before it would be cured or whatever the male did to the pelts. The beast was hungry though but he wasn't sure if he should wait until he got back to his pack to eat or eat now and catch more prey later. The scarlet-eyed Lionheart crouched next to the carcass, deciding whether or not he should try to skin it himself.