To say his frustration was high would have been an understatement, Erebus had been hunting this buck for hours now, following him at a careful distance. Creature was to damn smart though, and when he got to close to fast it almost scared the experienced buck away. Now the sun was setting, and the forest was cast in near total darkness, he knew they were getting close to where the timber met the mountains, the buck didn't have much longer, nor did his patience.
His wings were folded down tight against his sides, useless in their still small size to lift his sheer massive frame from the confines of the earth.
He would not think on that now, the end of his long hunt was so near. The shadows cast by the trees were helping in their own right. His deep black coat more easily hidden now. Even his legs were stained with mud from the trek, which helped to hide the bright red flames that adorned them. Erebus was in the zone now, focused only on the dinner that was soon to be his. Head low in a snaking manner the stallion moved as quietly as he could manage, which was harder than it looked, his thick tail barely swaying behind.
A glimpse of brown before him .. followed by a flash of light and the rustle of underbrush. The buck had sensed him, the game was up, now the chase was on.
He crashed through the woods with no care now, not the fastest runner in his family, his huge stride did at least allow him to gain some ground and keep the buck in sight. His prey was trying desperately to escape, unaware that it was being driven into a trap. If he could herd the animal to the ledge not far away, it would be trapped and dinner served.
DarkenWoodWolf
Sorry bout the wait, brain went caput.
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