*White Demon*

The wolf Hybrid gently creeps low in the tall grass, hoping, searching for prey.

*Elk*

Some elk grazed on the new grass shoots that had just began to come up. There were four of them; two does who were pregnant and two yearling elk; one was a male who was starting to grow his antlers. The other was a doe as well.

*White Demon*

*White Demon* stops seeing the elk. Silently she circled them praying not to be seen, and without warning lunges for the jugular vein of one of the pregnant does.

*Elk*

The elk hadn't noticed her. They had been without worry from wolves from where they came from, and consequently, they lacked quite the alertness they should have had. Spotting her just before the attack, the elk began to run. When White Demon lunged, her teeth set into the side of the elk's neck but missed the jugular vein because the elk had turned at the last second.

Panicked, the other three elk began to run; all of them were too fast for the wolf to catch now. But she still had her hold on the one pregnant elk. The elk tried to run, but couldn't go fast with the wolf at her neck.

*White Demon*

*White Demon* now tasted blood and wouldn't stop at anything. She inched closer and closer to the vein of death swallowing more and more blood until finally snapping the vein.

*Elk*

The doe fell heavily to the ground, dying quickly.

The rest of the small herd sprinted off into the distance to find a new place to graze.