romeo

multi-colored brute stalks into the pasture, creeping stealthily under the fence. orbs seek any cows, calves or bulls. lightly stepping along, romeo stares at the tasty-looking tidbits from far away, waiting for any of them to come close enough. cord is held low to keep the creatures from seeing him and venturing even furthr away. romeo halts a short distance away, searching for the now-vanished black-and-white creatures. pink oral muscle falls out, running against the brujo's lips. romeo can already taste the tender meat of the creatures.

*Cows*

The closest to Romeo was a bull. He was a young one, but nearly full grown by now. A larger bull and several cows were close to him. None saw the wolf yet.

romeo

spotting the two bulls and several cows, brute crouches lower, shuffling a bit closer. hmm, which juicy, tender cattle shall he take down this time--the young bull, the slightly older and larger bull, or one of the plump cows? maybe the youngest one will be easiest, for he may not have all the experience he needs. after inching forward a bit more, romeo readies himself, watching the unaware creatures graze and flick their tails at the flies. eyeing the young bull hungrily, romeo crouches even more. almost time to spring at the big animal. another two steps, and then the brujo waits. but only for five seconds, then he leaps through to air, aiming for the young male's spinal cord. romeo has killed a lot of domestic animals before, and this shall not be his first failure.

*Cow*

The young bull had spotted Romeo just before attacking, so he wheeled around at the last second and the wolf got a hold just below his target. His fangs sunk into fat and muscle, but couldn't reach the spine yet. The bull begins to thrash his head, trying to hit the wolf. He bucks and plundges forward as well, trying to throw him off.

Becca

*the large hybrid slunk through the tall grass and her eyes flashed seeing the wolf attack. she was off in a flash towards him. when the wolf lunged. she lunged to trying too latch onto romeo. if she missed and latched onto the bull she quikly dropped and lunged again with more aim this time her aim was sure to grab the wolf on the scruff of his neck*

Romeo

immediately, brujo dodges the stupid hybrid. his attention is wrenched away from the bull and to the worthless hybrid. a furious snarl escapes him, and he lunges forward to meet her as she tries to take the scruff of his neck. he is bound to have ripped her ears or shoulders to nothing but crumbs. as he backs away, he speaks. who are you, you stupid bytch, and what kind of bytch attacks a hunting brute for no reason?

Becca

*She was quik to leap out of harms way snarling hackles raised. She was larger than the brute and she knewi t. One of the largest canines in all of sparkling creek. and she always would be.*
You stay away from my live stock. *her wolf color fur shimmered but was soft like a collies for speed. her wolf like jaw for strength. She was well bred for a hybrid.*