Azja

Alpha brute padded in, as he came in he began to climb high on the mountain, nares sniffed the rocks and the air as he searched for something to eat.

*Mountain Sheep*

A small herd of Mountain Sheep were milling around near a steep slope of the mountain. The young sheep of the year were nearly adult size now and pretty sure-footed. They weren't too predator smart yet. It looked like one of the rams might be lame in his right hind leg... but he'd have to run before you could tell or not.

Azja

Brute slowly walked forth, many times had he 'played' on slopes like these when he was small, and had a pretty good handle on these rocks as well. Then as ne neared the sheep, he lept forwards at one of the younger ones, jumping up the mountain instead of down the mountain. His fangs bared aiming to grab hold of one.

*Mountain Sheep*

The noticed him coming before he got too close. With a cry of alarm, the whole flock began to panic and run. Azja just missed the one he targeted. The young sheep bounded nimbly across the rugged terrain, begining to outdistance his attacker.

The older ram was just as quick about getting up, but wasn't as fleet as the younger creatures. A recent fall had damaged his leg and slowed him down. Twice he stumbled as he ran from Azja.

Azja

When he missed how one back paw lst grip and he slipped, but he pulled himself up. Brute took off again, jumping from rock to rock, running on dirt when he could, going after the eldest one. Once he got near, he lept again.

*Mountain Sheep*

The elder can no longer match the pace and agility of the others. Lagging sorely behind, he makes an easy target for Azja. With a cry, the sheep is felled by the alpha's lunge and hits the ground hard. Both creatures begin to skitter down the slope, bringing a shower of small pebbles and rocks in their wake.

Several yards down the steep slope, it levels out and the two will stop sliding. But until then, the old ram struggles and kicks out, trying in vain to get up and get his attacker away from him.

Azja

As the hunter and his pray fell down the cliff, he came to his stomach and dug his claws into the ground, slowing him down so he wouldn't get hurt. When he was almost at the part where it stuck out, he pushed himself off the wall and landed down, he looked up, fangs and pools wide open waiting for the sheep to land hard on the rock.

*Mountain Sheep*

Before the sheep came to a fleeting rest at the leveled area, there was a dull crack as it's wounded limb gave out. Struggling on three limbs, the ram stood and tried to get away, but fell again.

Azja

Brute lowered himself to the ground, then lept up at the sheep to grab hold and throw it to the ground.

*Mountain Sheep*

The ram had no chance of escape. He fell heavily to the ground and thrashed his limbs wildly at Azja. There were rubbery and couldn't slice through skin, but they could certainly leave a hefty bruise if the connected with any part of Azja.

Azja

The ram's hind leg hit Azja hard in the side as he walked towards it from the side, he snarled then lept on it. Fangs bared aiming for its neck, aiming to kill it.

*Mountain Sheep*

The sheep made it part way up before being stuck again by Azja. The neck was seized and fatally damaged. The sheep kicked feutily for a few moments before before succumbing to death.

Azja

Brute shook it one more time before getting a better hold on it and began to pull it back home.