The Den

Gathering the hunters they headed out into hunting territories making sure to avoid any place with the scent of lion laying around it. He huffed following a wolf his nose scenting out prey as he allowed the other to scent out something first. Stopping on a hill Russet scented a heard of elk. He say tongue hanging from his jaws auds perked. "Any young? Or sick ones" He questioned not smelling sickness but that didnt truely mean anything. "There is a descent size cafe, seems to be male." Russet nodded his cranium. "Good. Now go." He commanded listening to the paw steps of the wolves move out. He prowled downward keeping auds perked listening for the signal. He heard the sharp bark and then the return yip sending his paws forward eating the earth as he howled racing after the heard. He kept the bull distracted as the other wolves made quick work of the calf. He moved hearing the heavy pounding of feet as the bull charged him. Leaping out of the way he let out a yelp getting hit in the rear by a horn. Darting toward the smell of blood he left the heard to moarn their lost as he snapped at any wolf trying to sneek a bite. Howling a victory howl dreading the thought of hauling the calf all the way back.

With a sigh, he nodded towards the Alphaess after looking her over to make sure she wouldn't fall over when he left. "Yes, mi'lady." He said, adjusting his shoulders and popping his neck a couple times before heading out. "Stay in the territory, alpha!" He shouted in concern as he picked his pace up from a light trot to a full on run. His heart pounded in his chest, and his eyes were narrowed into a small glare as he passed what used to be a thriving haven for the canines, but was now over run with those cats with the freaky hairdos.

When he approached the beta and the hunters, he slowed to a lope. "I was sent to help in any way necessary." He said, skidding to a stop.

Macabre tossed his black and purple mane in response to the growl, gray eyes focused on the hazed pools of the Beta. He nodded, helping by hauling the kill up by its nape in his maw, and started dragging it at a reasonable pace so that the hunters could keep up. He looked around them to keep an eye on the borders of the territory. For now, they were in the hunting grounds; a place that was fair game for everyone.

Macabre blinked, looking towards the den, where the Alphaess had taken her spot to watch over everyone. Beside her sat the one wolf with the curled horns of a ram, Kuroko, the pack's Seer.

"Evening." he said with a sincere look on his face. He was calm now, something that was rather rare. He wasn't quite on the dangerous edge that provoked the flourish of his horns in the quick jab that would ultimately knock others out, but he was, as his expression suggested, sincere and content. "How are you?"

((Two blind wolves. Jegus.))

The brute grinned "Just find thank you for asking. With food for everyone it is a pleasent evening." He turned her cranium in the direction of Yumi his auds perked to the sound of the pups knawing at the meat. "Well of course hunting went well darling you sent me of to point the skilled hunters in the right direction." He winked turning and ripping off a piece of meat that a pup was having issues with. "There you go."