Rocky Road

Hunger brought him here since he was too easily distracted in the wild life. Maybe he would finally sink his teeth into some food.
The large hybrid jumped the fence with ease and began advancing on the sheep silently and quickly. His keen senses searched for any resistance of other canines, but more importantly for a young lamb...

*Sheep*

The lambs of last year had grown a bit by now, but they were still easy to pick out from the flock. The nearest to Rocky Road was a cluster of five youngsters, trying to escape the bitter wind by hudling up.

Rocky Road

Rocky Road was a bit disappointed at first that he missed the small delicacy of the smaller lambs by a year, but at the same time glad for the extra meat. He crouched lower to the ground, studying his surroundings and the five lambs; he only needed one… but which one?
A decision made on targeting the closest one to him, though he was always open to others if they were more convenient to catch, he closed in, slowly and silently at first. When there was only a few yards left between them and he could not assure they won’t see him, he charged the group, his deadly mouth open, ready for the kill.
As soon as he was close enough to an unfortunate youngster, his jaws lunged for a deadly hold on its lifeline. If the target was found, it would not take him long to kill it, but if not his frenzy continued until he made his deadly mark…

*Sheep*

The sheep noticed their peril all too late. With terrified bleats, they turned to scatter, but one didn't get very far before wolvish jaws clamped with deadly acuracy around it's throat. Their was a brief struggle from the young sheep before Rocky Road's jaws did their work on the vital organs. Soon, the sheep was dead and it's blood was spreading through it's fleecing coat and onto the ground.

The herd was panicked now, but there were yet no dogs or humans in sight.

Rocky Road

Rocky Road stood there for a moment, his jaws still locked around the sheep's throat. His breath was slightly labored from te excitment, which can now be heard around the sheep's fleece, which was now almost completely red around its fatal wound. By the time he began to drag his catch towards the fence a pretty good sized puddle of blood had already collected on the ground, evidence for all to see what teh hybrid had done.

As he slowly walked towards the fence, seeing no need to hurry, he watched the panicked herd, surprised to see another canine hunting these grounds. he growled softly, but he did not go investigate, he had a meal to eat.

On arriving a leaping distance from the fence, he scanned the feilds once more, making sure he was still safe with his catch...

*Sheep*

A faint, painfull bellow sounded from the Cow Pasture. It should be a good sound for Rocky Road to hear, because that's where the Ranch dogs were fighting another wolf and thus leaving him and another hunting fae safe for the moment. But if one should linger too long, their trails would be easy to follow for an eager collie...

Rocky Road

Rocky Road precked his droppy ears up at the sound, his head tilted to one side as he took the message within the sound. He grunted softly, understanding it was a good sign for him. With two bounds he leaped over the fence and ran on, his meal would have to be enjoyed on safer grounds.