Oden

Food.. Everybody needs food, even stupid wolfs named Oden. So he figured he should go to the sheep pasture and hunt a little, maybe catch a nice juicy lamb.
He looked around to make sure there was no human around and jumped the fence when he didn´t see any two-legged beast. Then he crouched so he wouldn´t be seen as easily as he would be if he stood.

*Sheep*

Part of the flock had grazed their way towards the far end of the pature, near where Oden had jumped the fence. As soon as the wolf was spotted, the group of 10 sheep began to bleat and huddle up. When it came to defense, they certainly didn't use the best tactics. They all looked healthy, and all were adults at this time of year.

Oden

If Oden could have he would have smirked at those stupid sheep. Sure, if they had been zebras then they would have caused confusion with their stripes, but they weren´t. Since he saw they had seen him he took aim at one of them and charged at it, hoping to separate it from the others.

*Sheep*

The sheep ran, compact like a school of frightened fish. It took little to no time for Oden to catch up with them, and at his charge, the sheep slipt. One was singled out quite easily, as the wolf's body blocked her from darting back into the bulk of the fleeing flock members. With a terrified bleat, the sheep dove to the side, trying to make a quick turn and rejoin with the others...

Oden

As the sheep tried to get back to the others by diving to the side Oden tried to jump in front of it and tried to get a grip on it with his jaws, hoping to feel the taste of meat once again.

*Sheep*

The halpless creature saw her way blocked and scrambled to find another escape from her attacker. But as she fumble to jump in a different direction, deadly teeth closed themselves around the side of her neck, letting her crimson blood seep into the thick fleece that covered her hide. Crying out again, the sheep began to kick and jump about wildly, trying to pull herself away from Oden's jaws. But she didn't have near the strength of the wolf.

Oden

Pride of himself filled him as he felt the taste of blood in his mouth. He bit it harder, sure it would have no way of getting loose and would die soon.

*Sheep*

The sheep bleated and struggled more, but it was all in vain. The rest of the flock was disappearing over a nearby hill, leaving the predator and prey alone to fight in solitude. It took a few minutes, but the creature's blood began to grow thick on the ground, sapping strength from her body. Her efforts became less and less, and finally, they ceased all together. The sheep was dead.

Oden

As the sheep died he would have done a jig if he could have. Instead he loosened his grip on the sheep and took a new one on it´s belly, tearing up the skin to reveal the meat below. He then ate as quickly as he could to avoid bumping into any humans who might go to look what scared the sheeps. With a full stomach he headed for the fence and leaped over, not bringing any meat with him because he felt he could come along some other time and get fresh meat. And with that, he was off.