Attikiva

Attikiva trotted to the canyon, tail held high as he stopped and surveyed the top-of-the-earth surroundings. They were on the hightlest level, upon a large mesa. The scent of some mule deer filled his nostrils. They were probably hidden behind some brush towards the left. Attikiva alerted his pack, nose pointing towards the brush. Jave and Haze both stayed behind their father, alert and ready.

Morgun was more of behind the pack, slunking low and smelling the air. Mule Deer. Five, Three doe and two fawns. Morgun's nose registered.

"They're moving. When they come out, Death, Heatherheart and Haze will go first, to seperate them," Attikiva instructed the pack in a low tone, trying not to scare away the prey, "Haze you try to get the youngest away, while Death and Heather seperate the parents. Hera, Morgun and Snow Shoe will go for the youngest, with Haze. While Treachery, me and Jave assist Death and Heatherheart. Got it?"

Heatherheart

Heatherheart listened silently.Nodding her head when he asked if they understood.She waited for an order to attack.She was to attack the parents.A smile came across her maw.This would be fun and interesting.

Death,Trechery,Snow,Hera

Hera padded beside her mate and her nose registered as well.

Death listened and nodded to his father.He lowered his head waiting for the instructions.

Trechery waited by his father.

Snow waited by her mother.