.: Drake :.
Drake awoke in his den, light cracking through the patchy areas of the leaves. Yawning, he opened his eyes. Blue and glistening. Shaking himself of the tiredness, he padded out. Little awareness surrounding his moves. He wondered where his brother was, as his brother was a morning type he would already be up. Doing something or other that his brother did. Walking quietly out he grinned. A new day, More hunting... Great.
.: Vaughn :.
Vaughn sat there in the utter silence, closing his eyes. Just listening to the noises that seemed to grip the air. Then.. a clap, and a thud. All the shrubbery around him seemed to rustle. And.. an elk. Vaughn wasn't the Strong type. But intelligance and speed was a growing asset of his. Stalking up to it, his heart beat fast, just one more move. Pouncing on it's thin body, the elk began to kick. Knocking him off, as just as timely as he got on. In defeat Vaughn sat there. Slightly annoyed with his outcome. Oh well, there was always another time.