04-19-2012, 01:32 AM
Tharin had been hunting for something to bring back for the pack to enjoy. He knew when he found a decent sized prey he would have to howl, calling for others to back him up so he would be able to take it down. As powerful as he was, Tharin couldn't take down a full grown deer by himself. The best he could do was some fawns, maybe a deer that had already been injured if it was really weak. He had found a couple stray goats, following them around when a howl caught his attention. He lifted his head, listening to the cry of victory. Something had been defeated.
He trotted across the land, recognizing Fayne's cry. He wondered what she had done to bring out such a cheerful noise. This victory had happened in the territory, so it wasn't defeat against a challenging wolf, not unless the submissive female had grown braver and had challenged another pack mate to battle. Even then, he doubted she was strong enough. Reaching the clearing Tharin's tail wagged gently. Blood reached his nose, and even before he reached her side he knew. She had killed a deer. Whining he happily licked at her muzzle, cleaning the blood that was there, tail spinning as he looked down at the dead doe.
He trotted across the land, recognizing Fayne's cry. He wondered what she had done to bring out such a cheerful noise. This victory had happened in the territory, so it wasn't defeat against a challenging wolf, not unless the submissive female had grown braver and had challenged another pack mate to battle. Even then, he doubted she was strong enough. Reaching the clearing Tharin's tail wagged gently. Blood reached his nose, and even before he reached her side he knew. She had killed a deer. Whining he happily licked at her muzzle, cleaning the blood that was there, tail spinning as he looked down at the dead doe.