White Noise

The onyx timber collected himself at the fence easily clearing the wire as he roamed through the terrain. Nares expanded catching the scent he had been looking for. His brother, Azul, had been here recently he could sense it upon the squalls. Smirk irked across labrum as he began scouting out a few possible targets. He wanted a young and tender morsel to much on not caring if he brought any back to the pack he was only using them and they didn't know it.

*Cattle*

The recent loss of a herd member had unsettled the herd, but they were soon back to the business as usual; grazing and chatting idly. The cold made them draw closer to each other, but there were a few cattle straying from the mass.

One of these was a young cow; a calf of this summer who was getting near full grown now. She had found a patch of food under the snow and was rooting it out, unaware of danger.

White Noise

the black hunter crouched down wiithin the white patches. he knew his onyx pelt would give him away sooner of later. Matter judged the distance between the cow and him and the herd. If she got back to the herd he would have lost his supper. Stalked pushed quickly the rythamic pushing brining him about the cow quickly cutting her escaped back to the herd as he then pivoted upon robust hindquaters collecting himself snarling and barking widly trying to shove her into the corner fence where he could attack her easily.

*Cattle*

The cow raised her head in alarm and tried to make a rush to the safety of her herd. But she was confronted by that terrible noise and it drove her into panic. Turning, she was quickly put in the corner of the fence and found herself trapped.

The cow bellowed and called for help, and it was not in vain. Three other cows broke from the nervous herd and charged towards White Noise. It will take skill and patience to keep the targeted cow cornered while trying to discourage the others from helping her...

White Noise

the skilled hunter smiled as the three larger cows rushed into the rescue. chasis twisted in and out between cloven talons while a few well place snapps at their exposued and tender underside were ment to drive them a few paces off. Carefully collecting himself the hunter brought himself into the younger meat as he opened his maw yellow voids gleamed upon her hooves careful not get hit while he aimed a hit at her tendon in her front stilt.

*Cattle*

The cows kicked and butted their heads at White Noise as he attacked them, but he was just a bit too quick and wasn't injured by them. They on the other hand now carried a few wounds here and there. One of the three attackers was spooked and ran, but the other two were still held by their companion's cries for help.

When White Noise went for the cow he originally cornered, one of the two attackers rushed upon him. Just as he hit the young cattle's leg and tore the tendon, the attacking cattle had come upon him and rammed the wolf with its bulky head. The force sent White Noise to the ground with the anger attacker bearing down on him, ready to stamp him into the ground with deadly hooves...

The wounded young cow fell to her knees, then struggled up on three shaky legs. She bellowed pitifully, unable to move the damaged leg much. She had a hard time keeping her balance, so running and even walking were out of the question for her.

White Noise

The hunter of onyx yet his yellow voids dance upon the injuired cow. HE was basking in the success to long for the moment he was brought back to reality with pain shooting through his side. Hurling through the atmosphere he landed in a heap. Pulling himself together and standing he found he hadn't broken anything, but bruised a few ribs luckily. Side hurt with each intake of oxygen and expelling of co2. Voids rivoted upon the attacking cow. With the pain in his side he collected himself and propelled his chassis upon the thick nape of the attacker. Talons dug within the thick nape as maw parted snapping at the wind pipe, juglar, or whatever he happened to latch upon to. He didn't care if he killed to one could just rot for all he cared. Pushing himself away and landing upon the loam pain shotting through his side his hind facing the corner and immoble cow while he faced attackers head on. Pivoting quickly still in pain his attack lacked some this time as he maw opened snapping for the life giving vein of the unmoving and scared cow. Maw clamped shut hoping he had hit his aim as he pulled back ripping whatever he ahd in his mouth savagily.

*Cattle*

The attacking cow bellowed with rage and pain as the wolf torn into its hide. But the creatures struggling and bucking threw off White Noise's aim enough so that the wound was nothing too serious. It was enough, however, to stall the cow's attack. Once White Noise moved for the other stricken cow, the attacker stood stomping the ground, but unwilling to rush the wolf again. The third cow was also hesitant, getting panicked by the scent of blood.

The stricken cow tried to move away, but it was useless. The canine's fangs hit their mark with great accuracy and tore the life-giving bloodstream of the neck. The stricken young cow cried out again, but its blood flew fast from its body. It's dieying cries grew weak and faded as her body crumpled to the ground. Soon enough, the prey was dead.

The two attacking cattle grew outraged once more and were driven into attack by their comrad's parting cries. Both rushed White Noise again, trying to flip him into the air with their bulky heads and curved horns.

White Noise

the blacken hunter pulled back the scarlet dripping from his maw as he gleamed with joy at the dead cow. Sonars twisted catching the hooves the hunter turned back to see the duo beast bearing down upon him. Sighing he almost rather battle another wolf collecting himself he dashed under their bellies one clooven hoof scraping from hid away from his rump a small yelp escaped his maw as he opened it again though he lunged at the larger bulls feet snapping and barking wildly hoping to drive them off or ripp a tendon and bring another down.

*Cattle*

The cattle stomped and kicked, trying to mangle the devil that tore at them. The noise and pain finally overtook them again and thoughts of self preservation prevailed over the will to protect their already dead herd member. Snorting and bellowing their anguish, the two turned away from the dead cattle with many new wounds. Like the rest of the cattle, these two headed for the father end of the pasture, leaving White Noise with his kill.

It was good luck that there was a disturbance at the Ranch, or the pets may have very well been here by now.

White Noise

the onyx hunter smirked as the duo finally race away. Leaving him with his own set of wounds and bruises. BUt that didn't matter his stomache was rumbling as he moved to his kill maw opened as he began to ripp at the flesh. Severing a good size peice to take back to the herm to dine on after he ate his fill. Pulling away he grasped the severed meat in his bloody jaws and moved to the fence. collecting himself he leapt over painfully and began the track home.