mercutio

The darkened lupine stalks into the newly found territory that lay before him. He lingers upon the edge of the seemingly silent land and crouches low to the ground, mostly covered by the dark foliage. It had been days since he had eaten and he could go for anything at this point. So he sits, waiting for the right moment and prey to induce his attack.

Revolution

Alpha brute watched as the other sat waiting for his food. Nares opened to emit a snort. Peds picked up towards him, banner high in alpha position. Maw opened to bark at him.

*Possible Prey*

The strong scent of musk oxen drenched the air around and providing a clear trail to follow and find the beasts which grazed a half mile away.

A rabbit was nibbling on some vegetation while her five kitten hopped about playing and foraging as well. They were at the bottom of an esker ridge and within sight of both wolves. But upon hearing Revolution's bark, the doe raised up and directed her long ears in his direction.

mercutio

The silent virile crouched lower, underbelly now quite aquainted with the topography beneath him. He slowly turned his rugged visage towards the other lupine, allowing his eyes to be pulled away from the prey. He stared for a moment, wondering what would possess one to interrupt a hunt. No matter, anyways if the two wolves could stalk a musk oxen it could feed both of them and most of the other wolf's cadre. He speaks in a whisper, trying carefully not to further spook the rabbits if the other would not cooperate in a hunt. Care to join me? He raises his muzzle ever so slightly to allow the scent of the musk oxen to fill him up and excite him. Musk Oxen, about half a mile. What do you say, partner? Labrums open to allow an almost silent chuckle as he awaits the other's answer.

Revolution

Brute listened as the other spoke, as the doe stood there, he watched, then crept forwards slowly, then suddenly ran forwards lundging at the littles ones. "I'll be right with you." he called as he was in the air. Fangs bared trying to grab hold on anything he could.

*Rabbits*

The doe thumped her large foot against the ground as Revolution began to come towards them. At the warning signal, the rabbits ran off at every direction except towards their predators. A young rabbit bounded just out of Revolution's reach and began to run for his life.

mercutio

The silent virile suddenly seems to explode as he tears away from his hiding spot and throws his muscluar pistons in front of him, with each step gaining speed. He continues in the musk oxens direction, slightly waiting for the other hessian. Finally he reaches where they graze and searches about the herd, looking for the old, young, and wounded.

Revolution

Brute turned then loped after the other as the rabbits ran off, he hadnt hunted for awhile, and just needed to stretch his limbs, as he neard theo ther, he opened his maw to speak to him. "I'm Revolution by the way, alpha of emerald pines pack. If you want after this you can join my pack, its small but growing." Orbs stared straight ahead at the prey, he had his bodice lowered to the ground, he slunk forward.

*Musk Oxen*

Out in the open land it was easy for the oxen to pick up on the wolves' approach. Very quickly, the seven creatures bundled together so that their thick, horned heads faced towards the wolves. They were all adults, save one youngster; but this adolescent was nearing the size of his fellow adults. One oxen, near the middle of the group, held one hind leg just slightly back; it was hardly noticable, but it could be an indication of some weakness. But, this weakness couldn't be exploited with six other oxen standing in tight formation, body to body.

mercutio

.the darkened beast exploded once more, digging his sharp claws into the terrain and picking up speed. he chooses the slightly smaller of the six, the young ox who has less experience in these sorts of ordeals. he motions to the other canid to follow...he charges toward the young one, setting his razor sharp dentals toward its jugular, hoping to sever it and allow a quick, easy death.

*Oxen*

In such a tight formation that they had, it was practically impossible to go for their shaggy throats. As Mercutio attempted to seize the beast's neck, he simply lowered his head and plundged forward. The wolf's fangs struck against the bone horns of the skull and was very lucky not to have broken any teeth or facial bones as he was hurled to the ground. One of the adults broke rank from the formation to charge at the fallen wolf; if Mercutio didn't spring back quick, he'd be trampled by the deadly hooves! It would be suicide to rush in and attack them while they stood flank to flank as they were now. Only if they ran would the wolves have any chance to attack.

Revolution

Brute looked on as the bulls ran towards the other. He lowered his bodice then ran forwards, aiming to grab the other's scruff and run back the way he came and over behind some rocks that would provide protection