Trixi frowned and then crept behind a bush, her padded paws not making even the slightest sound, and noticed that the animal she had scented was a little doe. She scoffed slightly, the deer's size not really satisfying her tastes, but she was lacking food already and couldn't afford to be picky about her meals. The doe lifted its head, looking around for a brief moment, and then lowered it again and resumed her grazing. Trixi sprung up out of the bush and charged at the doe, leaping up onto its back and digging her claws into its thick hide. The doe let out a yelping noise and then bucked wildly, trying to free itself of the female wolf on her back, but to no avail. Trixi whipped her head around and bite down hard onto the doe's neck, cutting off its circulation and blood spilling from the large wound on the deer's neck. The doe faltered and then finally collapsed to the ground, Trixi still crushing the lifeless deer's neck with her might grip.