Storm wandered outside of the pack territory. He saw a elk herd and crouched down. His ears swirled around as he listened to them calling to each other. Storm circled a small and weak cow hungrily. He licked his fangs and leapt at the cow sliding his claws down its side. The cow let out a terrible noise and the herd began to run. Storm leapt at the cow again biting into her shoulder and scratching its side more. The cow squealed and kicked its hind legs. Storm got kicked and lied in the grass watching as the cow ran off after the elk herd injured. Storm struggled to his paws and looked around. He saw a paddock full of sheep in the distance. He slowly padded towards the paddock full of sheep.....
Ice licked his pure white coat clean. It looked silky and soft and her blue eyes gleamed in the light. She ate a hare licking the pure red blood from her white fangs.











