Veilia
eleven ^ no heart/no soul ^ homeless
They need not speak to each other, these two hunters, for the intent is clear between them. They would together take down this deer and feast. Veilia was wary, truly, of this stranger, yet thus far he had shown no signs of aggression to her but they were not close. Who knew how he would react once the meal was caught and the blood was hot in his nostrils? There is a blood lust within her at times, a trigger not quite unlike that of Warlow's in that if another were to assault her then Veilia would not hesitate to fight back. Sometimes brute force was enough to solve a situation but she is hoping that she did not have to try her luck with such skills and that once the hunt was complete and they were successful that the male would be just as friendly as the other wolf she had met. Still, wariness in this time was always a good thing to have.
The hunt, she is certain, will be successful. Covet was a larger male from what she had seen and if his stealth showed any indication of his hunting technique then he could adequately down the the deer with a bit of steering and help from her. So it is that she darts at the deer and it takes off at a bound straight in the direction of the fast approaching male, ears back and teeth flashing, and the deer swings its head down low - but not quick enough. The male hits it with such force as he grapples at its neck that it's hind end caves beneath the weight and Veilia is on the back end, teeth gripping around the spine and pressing in with popping force.
The deer squeals in fright for while it feels the paralyzing crush of jaws gripping it's spine and digging deeper into the joins, separating vertebrae, the male is now tearing at its windpipe and crushing it. Death would be quick for the creature, perhaps, and Veilia holds on to her spot with one foreleg hanging over the deer and scrabbling to pull it even closer into her chest, her breath coming in huffs around her teeth as blood trickles down the fur. Vibrant eyes roll to the side, waiting for Covet to finish it off while she keeps it from gaining it's back feet once more.