02-17-2009, 09:32 PM
Moose nodded silent assent to Anu's direction. A common direction, he knew she didn't mean it insulting, nor did he take it as such. His keen ears listened hard for her soft step as he positioned himself as she stated--downwind. He had been fortunate to find a great spot behind a deadfall of small trees obscured by brush.
Terrified screams of the fauna reached his ears as he felt the ground begin to rumble. He was glad that Anu had chosen the part of runner; not only did she look it, she was most likely more apt. The large stocky frame of Moose was not the swiftest; he wasn't slow, unless compared to someone faster... of course.
The scent of Anu as well as the herd crashed towards him, and soon he could see in his nose's eye the musk of an older female. Perfect was all he needed to think before she was almost upon him. Large muscles tensed, tightening and coiling themselves as they prepared to the leap. He had no hesitations to dashing in front of her, cutting her off in the canal she had been herded into. Thick trees bordered the pathway of the frightened animal as her hooves drove her nearer her doom.
Adrenaline surging through him, he waitting, counting his breaths, waiting. His plan was to leap out before she reached him, cutting off her escape from Anu and in her confusion, bringing her down. Hopefully he could show the fey chasing just how good a hunter he was. It would be an ideal position within the pack to take on, or to strive for. He was still unsure of the complete dynamics, but he would work hard regardless.
3, 2, 1... jump! as his mind screamed at him he jumped into the path of the deer, further frightening her. Sharp fangs gleamed against the white moon as he lunged for her exposed throat. Her screams melding with his growls as he tasted fur and flesh. Blood ran red and the scent of copper flooded the air as she thrashed wildly. A hoof caught his stomach and with a short yelp, he ripped himself back a pace. His maw was stained just like her neck, and her steps began to grow weak.
Terrified screams of the fauna reached his ears as he felt the ground begin to rumble. He was glad that Anu had chosen the part of runner; not only did she look it, she was most likely more apt. The large stocky frame of Moose was not the swiftest; he wasn't slow, unless compared to someone faster... of course.
The scent of Anu as well as the herd crashed towards him, and soon he could see in his nose's eye the musk of an older female. Perfect was all he needed to think before she was almost upon him. Large muscles tensed, tightening and coiling themselves as they prepared to the leap. He had no hesitations to dashing in front of her, cutting her off in the canal she had been herded into. Thick trees bordered the pathway of the frightened animal as her hooves drove her nearer her doom.
Adrenaline surging through him, he waitting, counting his breaths, waiting. His plan was to leap out before she reached him, cutting off her escape from Anu and in her confusion, bringing her down. Hopefully he could show the fey chasing just how good a hunter he was. It would be an ideal position within the pack to take on, or to strive for. He was still unsure of the complete dynamics, but he would work hard regardless.
3, 2, 1... jump! as his mind screamed at him he jumped into the path of the deer, further frightening her. Sharp fangs gleamed against the white moon as he lunged for her exposed throat. Her screams melding with his growls as he tasted fur and flesh. Blood ran red and the scent of copper flooded the air as she thrashed wildly. A hoof caught his stomach and with a short yelp, he ripped himself back a pace. His maw was stained just like her neck, and her steps began to grow weak.