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Azrael probably should have cared more that they had gotten separated from the band, but he did not. He was more interested in finding signs of their objective and finishing what they came for. The rest of the band should not have been so careless as to leave Az and Bousvor, in Az' opinion. The dark male was pretty sure that he and the lighter male with him had the best chance of catching something out of the whole band. Mostly because a few of those lot were fresh recruits from what he had seen. Barely out of cubhood and trying to play Reaver, they had seemed to the male.

Just thinking about them made Azrael smirk. Let the Captain deal with that lot while the experienced adults did the real work. It would work out just fine without the green blood in the way. "Well, we hunt. Captain is capable of handling the rest of the band, and WE have a job to do. Besides, the others will likely catch up to us sooner or later." Later rather than sooner if things went in their favor. The dark male had seen what his sister brought home from her first viking, and while he did not want a Thrall, he certainly did not want to fail his task when his sister had done SO well.

Azrael searched around for signs of something worth hunting while the other male did the same. He was starting to actually LIKE this guy mostly because he was not an idiot or into Gabe. Either one of those things would have made the male horrible to Az for the rest of his life. The dark male did not take too kindly to those that were truly stupid or those that were into his sister. It was even worse on the second if his sister returned the sentiment even in the form of friendship. This male seemed to be smart and safe, though.

Azrael found tracks of some rabbits some old tracks of other things, but nothing to get excited over. He felt the nudge on his shoulder and looked up, then to where the other male indicated, and a grin spread across his muzzle. Fresh zebra tracks! That was a good find, especially with the two of them to hunt in a team. He nodded to the other male's questioning arched brow and started forward, sniffing and crouching down some. They were very fresh tracks. He let the other male take the lead since it had been his find.

Azrael followed after the other male, keeping low and quiet as they went. He was already starting to plot out possible strategies for the hunt, and how he thought the other male might move or what hunting style the other might have. There were many possibilities, but some things just did not seem to fit with what he knew of the other male. Those could be scrapped right away. There was an advantage to having faced this male in his challenge duel. One tended to learn a lot about another when facing them in a fight, and that information was quite useful when trying to determine how one might hunt.

Azrael was sure his sister would have had this all figured out long ago, but he was not quite as serious and dedicated as she was. He did not spend all his time thinking about his duty and such. Truthfully, if he thought he could have afforded the distraction, he would have been thinking about the tail he might be able to get at home. Unfortunately this was not a task that he could afford the distraction on, so he kept his mind firmly on the task at paw as they crept forward along the trail of zebra tracks.

Azrael got abreast of the other male and joined him in looking the herd over. They were a decent sized herd, but thankfully not too big that even trying for them was a risk to one's health. The dark male thought their chances were very good if they did things right. The idea with a herd was always to get a couple chased off from the others and try not to be too tired to catch it when you did. While one could try to just run them down, it was risky, both in the ability of the things to get away and the ability of the herd to turn and try to defend itself.

It would be safest to have one of them hidden away waiting and ambush the herd. The second lion popping out to grab a kill would keep the herd spooked as well, which would keep them from trying to defend against the lions. Azrael shook his head at the other lion. "Chase is too risky... ambush is much better odds." He could easily see getting two of those creatures directed a little to the side of the rest of the herd and a well placed waiting lion taking one down while the chaser got a shot at the second.

Azrael could not have asked for things to go smoother with this lion, even if they HAD gotten lost from the rest of the group they were to be hunting with. The two of them seemed to thing along the same lines on how to get things done, and it was working out perfectly for them. He knew the other was not really that much like him on other things, but they made a pretty good team out here. That was where it counted really. Even if they hated each other's guts back at the pride, so long as they could work together out here, everything was great.

Azrael let his companion get a head start on getting to his hiding spot before creeping forward. He did not want to risk spooking the herd before the other got ready. He watched where the lighter male headed, so that he could make sure to chase toward it. It did not do any good to pick zebras out only to have them go away from the ambush. The dark lion was not one that liked to work harder then necessary when there was an easier way right in front of him, and with that in mind he picked his targets and started chasing. Thankfully they went where he wanted easily, spooking off in the direction he wanted while the rest of the herd went another way.

Azrael chased the zebras into just the right position for the other lion and had the satisfaction of seeing the first zebra go down just as the second reared in fear. The dark male did not waste time watching the other male dispatch his kill as there was another zebra to worry over. He still had a little distance between himself and what he had been chasing, but it was not much anymore. He used the momentum of his run to power his leap as he went forward to knock the second zebra to the ground. He just hoped he did not get a hoof to anywhere important. He really did want to have to explain those kinds of injuries to anyone.

Thankfully for Azrael, the zebra went down on its side and he was able to dispatch it before it did any damage to him. Its hooves had flailed, and it tried to buck. Even so, the male was able to kill it quickly without being hit by those hooves or bitten by the thing. It was always nice to win over the prey that one was hunting. Az stood over his kill and nodded to the other male. They had done what the group had been sent for, so mission accomplished. Now all they had to do was either take these back to the pride directly, or find the rest of the group first.

Eh, they would figure that out once they caught their breath. Azrael figured they had earned a few moments to catch their breath before they headed back. It had been a very good day for them afterall. The pride would be very happy with the success of this Viking, and he thought his sister might even have something nice to say to him about it. She did like to take the time to congratulate him when he did a good job. Az gave a contented sigh as he thought of their reception back home. Mission accomplished indeed.