Aicha

Huntress lurked in the shadows of the forest, repeatedly checking behind her to make sure that no one was there, or to see if they had followed. But she remained alert, and lowered ashen bulk upon the ground to lay there as she waited. Silently. Scents on the air were of blood, and the dogs, they would have to be careful.

.jewel.

.Huntress engraced into the terrain. Her ebonite frame close to the damp sod. Nares pick up the familar scent of gore. Her orbs catch the other. Stilts carefully allow her to pad over.

Becca,Hidden Spirit

*the adolecent followed the two fems and scurried under the fence. so many things were here. many white things. odd.*

*becca had happened to be here away from all the others. she had some type of wolfish anger right now but she didn't know why. she longed for the taste of blood. a blood lust.*

*Sheep*

The sheep were unaware of the three predators. A few were concerned with the presence of Becca, but even at that, they would only pull their heads up to stare at her a few moments or shuffle a few feet away from her if she got near. All of the sheep looked healthy and plump.

Becca , Hidden Spirit

*she noticed the predators and stepped infront of HER sheep. she growled at them. sure she was one but a strong one at that.she lowered her head and raised her tial and hackles.*

Aicha

Aicha had remained hidden with ashen coat, inside the creaks, and corners of the forestry. Becca may have spotted the rest, but she would have most likely stepped upon the lupine before discovering her wherebouts, even with perfect detectability in the dark. Hackles of her own rose, and inside she snarled, but didn't let it escape into the air. Nigrescent hind pin was tempted to lift into the air, but that would have given her away. Even if Becca was strong, Aicha was as well, and Jewel was as well a wolf, maybe not as, well, wild, but still a wolf. And one trained pet would surely fall prey to two highly tuned wolves. Silently did the she-huntress step to the side, peds finding places upon the ground to utter complete silence with foot falls. Even breath was slowed so that maintained silence as well. She moved 'round to the side, and all in one motion it happened. Aicha launched herself forwards, giving her target hardly, or no time at all to react. Jaws opened, banner rose, and pelt upon it as well bristled into the air in a threatening gesture. Brain pan was focused elsewhere, but she remained attentative enough to cover precious viens from view. Jaws opened with fluency, and were directed to their target, the unprotected jugular. Coming from the side, even with dial lowered it was still wide open for her own attack. Clamping shut, ivories ripping into whatever, if any, flesh she had caught. Delicately, stilts brought her to touchdown, and crania pulled back, ripping away whatever she grasp. Audits buried themselves beneath a thick coat, and rested in their dark graves. Without opening, bulk pulled away, and returned to defensive. Occuli scanning over the canine for the damage, if she had caused any atall.

*Sheep*

The targeted made an attempt at a bleat, but it was cut short as the wolf's fangs closed in on their target. One moment the sheep was standing idle, and the next it was kicking on the ground in the way of a stricken animal. A large amount of blood poured from the wound Achia left in its neck. It didn't take long before the creature laid listlessly on the ground; dead.

The sheep nearby bleated in terror and scrambled away from the stentch of blood. They were extremely nervous now and crowding against each other. But since there wasn't a huge struggle between Achia and her prey, the rest of the sheep hadn't been frightened into stampeding.

Becca , Hidden Spirit

*as the fem was busy with the sheep becca had dissipeared with the darkness. no sounds were made as she suddennly lunged at aicha. her metal cast was still on and she used it try and hit aicha somewhere. leaping out she leapt back in for her eyes. she was quik as a collie but with brute force a german shepard and a wolf put together.*

Reaper

He pads in. He knew his son was somewhere not to far away. He noticed Becca lunge for Aicha and he bolted over and lunged ivories bareed. He was part Rottweiler which made him a big size though he was mostly wolf which made his actions quick.

Becca , Hidden Spirit

8her growls lowered as she heard the hybrids steps. she bolted out letting reaper fall upon aicha. she was cunning and on a blood lust she wasn't about to stop even if it meant death. she lunged for reapers neck and bit before coming outand lunging back in at his tail bone. she knew something had hit. she kept her neck protected well.*

*spirit watched the fighting from in some tall grass that had not yet been cropped by the sheep.*

Aicha

Aicha almost purred as the soft, tangy liquid form of kill seeped into her jaws wrapped tightly around the sheeps frail neck. At any moment there, she could have snapped that frail neck, but it didn't happen. But still she had settled with what had happened anyways. The sheep was dead, thats one down. Achia thought it over for a moment, and they would need two more. More wolves would surely show up. One for the eagle, one for them, and leftovers for the rest. But they would make due with what they had gotten. Focused on this, Aicha had no idea where Becca was. Then suddenly the large form appeared in the air and performed a rather awkward movement. Aicha whinned and jumped away, preparing for the impact, but then suddenly another form appeared, Reaper. Finally, glancing back, she found Jewel fine, and returned to her massacre. The sheep they needed.

With them tied up, Aicha circled around, moving them in closer. She had once been captured by humans, and remembered some of the basic movements. As they bunched, as they most surely would, Aicha picked out one, going for a nice, healthy, and plump one to make a nice meal. Movements were pretty much the same. Jaws extended, aiming to kill. The target was one on the outside rim. Not risking entering the circle, and being trampled. With the strength that she could spare, glinting crimson red ivories bore down. Whatever between them ripping flimsily apart. Again she had aimed for the neck, now knowing how far she could go. The strength, and power of the bite was enough to snap the neck in half if it hit it's target just right. But only then. Occuli opened to scan the scene. Out of habit, dial shook vigorously, and lids closed to keep orbits safe. Pulling away, maw opened once more to scan the scene, ready to launch forward again if the sheep still had plenty of life. Ready to take it all away.

*Sheep*

The sheep were helpless against the wolf and making things harder for themselves by their flocking instinct. The targeted sheep couldn't get away before Achia made her attack. The neck was succesfully broken, dropping the creature with hardly a struggle. Again, the sheep panicked more. The pressed tighter and tighter against each other.

Aicha

Soft growl emitted at the ignorance of the sheep. She watched Becca foolishly attempt to try and throw Reaper upon her already gone body. She barked, most likely giving herself away to the sheep, fiercly, and threateningly at her before again focusing on her own mission. She dropped the second sheep, two down, one to go. Audits flicked back upon her crania once more, and she became a raging canine as slowly Aicha began to realize the stupidity of the sheep. All they ever did was eat, sleep, and flock together. Sigh released. It was to be a harder mission this time. The only thing she searched for was a leg, or any other part of the body that was easy to catch. She jumped in blindly, risking her own safty. Jaws wide, and ready for the catch, orbits tightly shut for protection, and suddenly she clamped them tightly. Either was it was a big clap. Whether she caught something, or her crimsoned ivories clapped together, it still sounded. Pulling back away, this would be slowed down painfully if she had been kicked, but her grip never let up, not until she had it away from the rest, if she had anything, and then did she look and see.

Aicha

Soft growl emitted at the ignorance of the sheep. She watched Becca foolishly attempt to try and throw Reaper upon her already gone body. She barked, most likely giving herself away to the sheep, fiercly, and threateningly at her before again focusing on her own mission. She dropped the second sheep, two down, one to go. Audits flicked back upon her crania once more, and she became a raging canine as slowly Aicha began to realize the stupidity of the sheep. All they ever did was eat, sleep, and flock together. Sigh released. It was to be a harder mission this time. The only thing she searched for was a leg, or any other part of the body that was easy to catch. She jumped in blindly, risking her own safty. Jaws wide, and ready for the catch, orbits tightly shut for protection, and suddenly she clamped them tightly. Either was it was a big clap. Whether she caught something, or her crimsoned ivories clapped together, it still sounded. Pulling back away, this would be slowed down painfully if she had been kicked, but her grip never let up, not until she had it away from the rest, if she had anything, and then did she look and see.

*Sheep*

A terrified and painfull bleat told that Achia had once again met her mark, though it was more blindly targeted this time. As the struggling creature was yanked back, it free hind leg kicked the wolfess in the face, just below her left eye. And with so many panicked sheep pressed together, it was a risky thing to lunge down amongst them. One of her paws was stepped up by a frantic sheep.

Aicha

Aicha struggled to keep her grip, while a whimper of pain told of her anger towards the stupid beings, and of a burning pain. Growl, slowly turned into a snarl as again pain shot through her when a delicate paw was stepped upon. After the sheep was wrenched from the rest, it was let loose only for a moment as she again aimed to take it down. With this sheep already worked up, a deadly, and easy kill was not an option. Lithe carcass leapt into the air, hopefully landing upon the sheeps back, and if so, taking it to the ground. Mandibles split, and incisors were shown in a frightning manner. They went to sink into flesh, and this time make it die from a loss of blood. She didn't know the extent of the damage upon the leg, but she knew it was bad, and this was number three, the last they needed.

*Sheep*

The sheep cried out again, thrashing and struggle on the ground, but in vain. The strong, metallic scent of blood drenched the air more as Achia torn at the sheep with her fangs. Crimson liquid whelled up from the large wound and quickly stained the surrounding fleece. It alone wasn't a fatal wound, but combined with others or shock, the sheep would die soon.

Aicha

Aicha waited a moment as the struggle began to stop, and then got a better grip, and tore at the sheep once more. Her stomach alone growled for food, and just being able to taste the food was too much. She needed to eat it. As slowly it fell to the ground, Aicha began to gather them all up. Bringing the one she already had over to another, and then dragging the first over to the pile. Glancing over, ivories were glinted to Becca. She still had a lot of energy, the sheep had taken some, but there was still a lot of fight left. One at a time she dragged each sheep out of the fence. Glancing over to Reaper and Jewel and then to Hidden Secrets to make sure they were all right. She barked, leaving one begind, with great difficulty she dragged to two back to the canyon, the one would be for them.The rest of the sheep had pressed up against one of the fence lines. The large flock was smothering and trampling some of its members now.