Aava

Aava was going to hunt in her lands. She had already killed a lamb and calf at the ranch, and buried them in caches. She wondered where White Eclipse went off to, but he said he would come back only after he got some food. That would be most unlikely though, She, however, was a whole lot better and stronger, though she would never tell. Her white body slumped through the grass, the tip of her tail lifting, falling, lifting, falling. Just like a cats'. She would visit the ranch again later.

*Fawn*

A young fawn was all by its self, chewing cud. It didn't notice Aava at all, but was very alert. The big ears flopped up and it turned attention to the surroundings. After a while the fawn calmed down and started to continue chewing her cud.

Her herd was just a little ways off, in the distance. If a fawn is not wanted, you can wait until the herd makes its' way up.

Aava

Aava licked her maw, getting a good feeling. It was still soaked in blood and was slightly dripping from her earlier kills. She stopped her tail from moving anymore, and neared closer. Not bothering to wait for the herd, she lunged at it, deadly bloody fangs bared, aiming for the unprotected neck...

*Fawn*

The fawn bleated loudly and fled away, but the wolf was able to somehow grab the neck. In a quick instant, it went limp; dead.

Aava

Aava got her evil smirk again and she laughed her evil laugh of joy. She did it every time she succeded in killing. She lifted her paw, raised her head, and howled. It echoed all through the forest, banging off trees. She wagged her tail as she picked up the dead fawn in her jaws. She padded forward and carried the fawn away. This would be the next cache.