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Starts just outside pack lands and killed at Oberon’s Spring


Stupid animal...
Leroy's body pumped with energy as his legs flowed with their automatic movements, black and white body thundered over the snowy ground in hot pursuit of the animal ahead. Growls emitted from his wide chest in between his quick breaths, he wasn't sure how long the two of them have been running but the male was running out of patience for the hunt; curly tail high Leroy bolted over a fallen log landing with a thud into his run, cutting across a field the mule deer zigzagged very little as it headed for the thick forest. ' Ya going be mine goddammit!' Ears flat on his skull his muscles work hard, a small burn from his actives felt nice in an odd way. The thrill it's always the thrill,but the food always taste so food when it's been chased down that thought fueled his fire after the dark deer.

Their bodies crashed into the forest into an explosion of sounds with branches breaking the snarls as well the fearful calls of the deer itself, Leroy has hunted in forest like this one many many times by now it's same as before. Barking his large body dodged around the trees quickly as the deer ran panicky through them, unsure which way and hitting branches as well. Pink eyes watched as the he was so close to the deer now but an opening to a spring was coming, he had go for it now! The collision happened so quickly with Leroy launched himself forward from the left side of the mule deer, his body slammed into it's upper chest and front legs sending them tumbling to the ground as a mass of limbs and bodies. "Over!!"
Snarling Leroy's Secui form caught the struggling young buck beneath him as his jaws clasped around his throat, snarls intermingled with it's desperate cries for freedom and pain. Leroy stared at the deer as it tried to pull away from him his grip, snarling louder the male back stepped before jerking his head as he watched out for it's hooves. Before log it was all over as he stared at his prize with a partly pink color maw, happy with himself he growled lowly at the dead mule deer. "I said it's over" Flickering his red gaze at his shoulder it appears it's hooves gave his shoulder a gash, ears flickered as he licked his wound before returning to the deer.






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