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What she wanted to do? She wanted meat. Her tribe forbid her eating meat on their lands, but looked the other way if she did so off of Starborn land. Her tail flicked to the side, eyes narrowing. "Let's hunt then." She was used to taking control of a group, when she was a kit Prelude always was the follower. She let him lead only when his hyper personality became to much. Her tail flicked as she stood, arching her back as she pushed her front legs forward and wings unfolding, stretching for a good few seconds before standing upright.

"Alright, let's see whose the best hunter." She calmly said, padding further away from Starborn land and to the forests.

Demon grinned and brushed against Harvest side. "Just let me know where I'm not suppose to go Harvest and I'll get you something for sure."He said grinning. He was good at hunting. His father was a hunter and he picked up his traits. After finding out he merged with the forest becoming unseen to all. He ran full out as he caught scents from here and there. He smelt Elk near by and began to track.

Taiat nodded feeling electrified where Harvest had nudged him. He was excited about hunting and wanted to show off a bit to Harvest. This did bother him slightly; however, he quickly got over it as he thought about it more. What's wrong with wanting to show off to a friend? This land doesn't have any major dangers according to Harvest so I can hunt in peace and not worry so much.

Taiat took off into the forest making as much noise as ghost. The hints of light that peeked in touched his coat softly. Anyone looking at him probably would have missed him despite his orange fur. He was at home in the forest as a tiger was in a jungle. Finding the scent of prey Taiat began his predatory stalk to hunt down his dinner. His muscles felt relaxed but keyed up and ready as he tracked. Thoughts of Harvest and her friend Demon disappeared as Taiat slipped fully into his hunting mood.

Harvest flew in the air, her wings extending, pulling against her purple frame, and extending once more. She eyed the ground until she saw a group of deer, positioning herself above one of the younger, smaller ones and swooping below. Her paws knocked at the creatures body, sending it onto its side as she flew back upwards, allowing the others to escape.

She dropped down onto the ground, folding her wings and padding over to the fallen deer. She bit into its throat quickly and swiftly so it wouldn't experience to much pain, leaping away when one leg flailed feebly.

((forgive me but he is going to get an elk. cause i have elk on the brain and want to eat some))

Demon had ran a good distance away from where they all had started. He slowed his pace down to a jog and looked around. He figured he was miles out which would give him new options for hunting right? He hoped that would be the case. He sniffed the air in hopes of finding a scent and found that there had been something that passed through this little area not to long before him. His tail swayed in excitement and he quietly stalked after it.

When he got close enough to hear it he began to crawl on his stomach poking his face through a bush so he could watch it. About 10 feet away was a young bull elk practicing his fight. It seemed that the elk was so wrapped up into its play fight that he didnt notice Demon moving closer. Demon waited till the elk threw its head up and lunged for its neck. Once his jaws locked on the neck he began to pull and tear with his mouth as his claws swiped and dug into its neck and legs making it harder to stand. After a bit of a struggle and being tossed to the ground Demon and finally killed the elk. He was a little sore but nothing that wouldn't heal later. He grabbed the elk by its hide and began the slow process of dragging it back. He figured he would make it back after dark cause this thing was big.

Taiat continued to drag his prize along the path back. He had accidently startled a doe along the path a ways back. He felt bad about scaring her. While pondering and analyzing his hunt Taiat heard something coming through the wood at him. Dropping his harness that allowed him to drag his liter Taiat barley managed to climb up a tree in time. Where he had been standing there were now elk tracks that were deeply rooted into the path. What the hell? Why is that female in such a hurry? I know that the females run off when something attacks a herd. All it would take is one elk on the outskirts of the herd to set the whole lot of them running. Does that mean that Harvest or Demon went after an elk? They are dangerous creatures I hope the others are all right. Slinking down the tree Taiat grabbed the harness and resumed dragging the dead young buck on the liter that had miraculously avoided getting trampled by the elk. Every so often Taiat stopped to pick an herb or dig up a root that could be used if one of the others had gotten injured. While he didn’t know Demon well he didn’t want Demon to get hurt and the thought of Harvest being hurt sent a cold fire down Taiat’s spine. Soon enough Taiat saw the edge of the wood that would bring him to the place where they would all meet when each fox finished the hunt.

Harvest had slipped away for a bit, leaving her prey where she had originally dropped it. Three fish now dangled from her jaw, body dripping wet from fishing. Her flames licked at her elbows, tail wagging slightly as she dropped the fish on top of the deer she had killed early, sitting on her haunches and yawning. "They should be here soon." She mused before curling into a ball and resting her head on her tail, the end of her tail twitching every few seconds as she waited.

The sounds of birds lulled her to sleep, causing the deava to slowly tilt her head until it fell off her paw, sleeping quietly.

Hours later Demon had finally made it back to the spot where Harvest had said to meet. She was asleep which made him smile. He noticed that Taiat had gotten a deer and Harvest had gotten a deer and some fish. He finished his slow trudge to them and set the elk and berries down beside Harvest before backing away to lay down. He looked at his blook coverd fur and was deciding if he should lick himself clean or not. After a moment or to he figured he would just leave it and do something about it later.