Post by fang on Sept 29, 2005 20:38:03 GMT -5
The days hunt had been tiring but rewarding. For one reason Fang had got some food but he also was faced with a new decision. As he was eating his fresh kill that afternoon his attention was drawn back to the deer herd he had got the spike from. A strong dark pack of wolves quickly attacked the herd with conusing manuvers and were able to bring down at least three large bucks. The wolves were all strong, fast, dark, young, and intellegent. Their leader was a young male who seemed a little wet behind the ears. I CAN FIX THAT. Thought Fang.
As he finished the meal he tried to decide his next move. The pack had long gone but he was confident that tracking them wouldn't take to long.
That night he set out for the hunt the hunt for a pack. A pack he thought worthy of him. A pack he felt that he would soon Rule.
