Hunting was indeed a universal language it would see. Even if she wasn't a talker, he could still show her that she could live here and that she could find purpose again. First he would feed her and then he would show her shelter. From there, he would study her, take her out to hunt more and figure out what it took to get her to attack wolves instead of prey. Had she ever eaten lupine meat before? Only one way to find out. He was pretty sure Tobias was a cannibal. He knew the black male was a killer. He was infamous for it, after all. Tobias had a tenacious appetite, if nothing else. His imprint, the Monster, was not much different. She played the role of the diplomat and smooth tongue but she was an instinctive creature and killing was in her nature, just as it was in his. When he saw the swamp deer, he crouched down too, noting that Flare snapped into a more submissive state, looking to him for cues. He fell into the stance of a leader automatically, moving in closer to gauge the surroundings.

Thre was indeed a lot of forest to the side that the deer could disappear into and there was open land ahead that the deer could out distance them in easily. But he knew the Iromar terrain a lot better than he used to and he knew there was a mud pit just a few strides to the other side. It would be too easy to run the deer at it and let it get stuck then kill it and pull it out. He'd done it many times before. It was the easiest way to catch larger prey when you're by yourself. Of course he didn't go after prey that often, unless you count the sharp toothed growling prey he chose to dine on. They could get stuck in the swampy murk too, though. He circled wide so the deer wouldn't pick up on his scent, making sure to be silent and slow so he didn't give anything away. The deer continued to graze, glancing up every once in a while. He looked like a cocky young buck, just coming into himself and already thinking he was big shit.

That would all come to an end. Cuirass made it to the position he wanted, on the edge of the forest toward the open land. He motioned his head to Flare, wanting her to move toward the forest as well but on the other edge. That way she could help herd the deer away from the trees if it tried to cut that way. Cuirass was going to cut it off on the open land side first so it felt it needed to escape. He wanted it in panic mode so it would be easier to run into the mud. Once she was in position, that was when he launched out of cover. He cut across the open area and the deer moved as expected, leaping toward where Flare hid. Cuirass gave a bark to let her know she could run at the deer now. That should make it turn on its heels to go to the mud pit. Once it got there, it would be easy pickings for them because the legs would be too tangled and stuck to pose a threat. What a way to die.