Antiara

Antiara jumped into the cow pasture, looking for food. Maybe she could bring something back and give it as a gift to her alphas. Just as gratitude for letting her in the pack. She walked around, trying to hide behind the few trees, trying to spot any potencial prey. Her grey body moving quietly, like if she was a proffesional eight year old, such skill for a four year old. Her white stomach was empy, she was hungry, "just great, im going to make a mistake and end up dead" she thought.

*cow*

A black and white cow, grazed in the pasture among others. She was a small cow copared to the others. Her ears twitched listening out for anything as her head was lowerd as she grazed.

Antiara

Antiara spotted a black and white cow. "That one looks like it tastes good" Antiara thought. She was really hungry, near starved, so she walked so she was behind the cow and ran right at it trying to bite it.

*cow*

The black and white cow lifted her head and kicked the wolf attaking her. She trotted off but still in reach.

Antiara

Antiara became mad after the kick, it really hurt but no real damage was done. Antiara ran towards the cows throat, hoping to get a good grip whit her teeth.

*cow*

The black and white cow bucked and kicked slinging the wolf of her once again blood dripping onto the ground as she became more weak.

Antiara

Antiara was really mad now, she was hungry and needed a gift to give the alphas.
She ran against the cow again and launhed for the neck of the creature.