Azalea~female~2 yrs~hunter
Alazea locked her eyes on the prey ahead, her grey eyes scanned the area for the weakest in the herd. Without taking her eyes off the prey she silently walked over to Arctos and quietly spoke, " Sir, May I flank the herd with a couple of the other wolves?"
Her eyes still scanned for the perfect size meal. The hunt is on, she thought as she saw a limping young elk in the outskirts of the herd with a couple of other weakened elk. It's perfect, she licked her snout in the thought of food, a gust of wind passed her fur. "Sir, were we are standing is down wind, once I flank the herd it will sence me and head in your direction, from there we should start wear off their stamina." The she-wolf suggested.