Akira

Multi-hued bodice stalked silently over to the fence, peering at the sheep through the wooden railing. Akira leaped lightly over the barrier, landing for-paws first in a patch of tall, tender green. Her pools never left the sheep, constantly watching and waiting for her oportune moment to strike. Sneaking ever so slowly, the slight afternoon breeze blew the sheep's scent to Akira's wide open nares, making her quiver for a moment. She just wanted to jump now and chase the dumb animals about the pasture, but that would surely attract the human's attention, so the hunger-driven vixen continued to stalk closer and closer. She was in jumping range now, but still well hidden amoungst the grasses, still waiting. Her pink tongue slid out as she licked her chops.. Akira could already taste the tender and juicy meat in her jowls.

*Sheep*

The sheep closest to the stalking wolf were the newest flock members of the year. They weren't adults yet, but were pretty much of adult size. The grazed lesiurly about the pasture, completely unaware of any danger.

Akira

Akira stayed calm and waited for the oportune moment.. A few lambs near adult-hood were infront of her.. All to easy. Akira took one careful step closer no sound coming at all, not even a grass rustling. She was good at stalking with much practice. One lamb-sheep had it's back turned on Akira and it was nearest to her, just inside her leaping range. Perfect. In a flash Akira was soaring through the air straight towards the sheep's back hoping she wound land and beable to sink her fangs into it's neck or around its muzzle to suffocate it.

*Sheep*

The sheep didn't realize the perils until it was all too late. The wolfish jaws closed about its muzzle as it turned to run. A muffled cry escaped as the creature fought and struggled to free itself. If she held her grip, the sheep would be killed soon enough.

Akira

Akira smiled triumphantly as her jowls closed around the sheep's muzzle. But it wasn't over yet. She clamped down hard as she could around it's muzzle and nose. She did not budge, only hang on, waiting for the sheep to drop.

*Sheep*

The sheep struggled on for a few long minutes further. All the struggling just zapped the much needed oxygen from its body and finally slipped the creature into an unconscious state. The sheep slid to the ground listlessly. Shortly after, the creature was dead.

Akira

Akira dragged the dead sheep to the fence and looked around wearily. If anyone or anything tried to steal her kill they would her a long fight. Her muzzle was lowered to the carcass as she began to dig in, scarfing down every single piece of meat. Now, if only those mangy mutts didn't show up to ruin her peace.