7/6/2026, 8:17 PM
(base hunter 2/5)
After letting himself rest and reconstitute his approach, Dhaska galloped after the herd once more. The calf was still struggling, it hadn’t even caught up with its mother, who had already rejoined the herd, so the male dove for it, grabbed it by the ankle. It bleated in alarm as the wolf wrapped his jaws around its neck, alerting its mother, but the attack startled the herd. In the frenzy of bodies attempting to flee, the cow was prevented from running to her young’s aid in a timely manner, and Dhaska seized the opportunity.
He had only moments to spare before the cow arrived to kick him off her struggling young, but he was nothing if not efficient. The calf was too weak to resist as the male dragged it to the ground, the lack of oxygen ultimately killing it by the time the cow charged in. Dhaska bolted off to avoid getting an injury, and respectfully allowed the mother to inspect her dead young. After a moment of investigating, the cow determined her calf to be deceased, and abandoned it to join the safety of the others.
A necessary sacrifice, and one Dhaska would not take for granted.
Relieved that the hunt was a success, he approached the carcass and began tucking into it right away. A meal always tasted more succulent and filling when it was hard fought and earned. He pulled a strip of meat from the haunch and chewed on it slowly while he inspected his surroundings, still keenly aware of an unseen gaze trained on him.
After letting himself rest and reconstitute his approach, Dhaska galloped after the herd once more. The calf was still struggling, it hadn’t even caught up with its mother, who had already rejoined the herd, so the male dove for it, grabbed it by the ankle. It bleated in alarm as the wolf wrapped his jaws around its neck, alerting its mother, but the attack startled the herd. In the frenzy of bodies attempting to flee, the cow was prevented from running to her young’s aid in a timely manner, and Dhaska seized the opportunity.
He had only moments to spare before the cow arrived to kick him off her struggling young, but he was nothing if not efficient. The calf was too weak to resist as the male dragged it to the ground, the lack of oxygen ultimately killing it by the time the cow charged in. Dhaska bolted off to avoid getting an injury, and respectfully allowed the mother to inspect her dead young. After a moment of investigating, the cow determined her calf to be deceased, and abandoned it to join the safety of the others.
A necessary sacrifice, and one Dhaska would not take for granted.
Relieved that the hunt was a success, he approached the carcass and began tucking into it right away. A meal always tasted more succulent and filling when it was hard fought and earned. He pulled a strip of meat from the haunch and chewed on it slowly while he inspected his surroundings, still keenly aware of an unseen gaze trained on him.
If you’re a mountain lion or a bear, you’ll have to wait your turn. I ain’t sharing,he called out gruffly.