Inside the forest, the wolves were following a deer with large twisted antlers, they jumped up on the thick roots and the rocks, they reached the animal and took it under siege, baring fangs, and snorting, steam blowing from their noses. The deer stumped hooves and scrubbed the snow, guarding against them while the mist was streaming out of its' nostrils. Its golden eyes sparked out stars, the being was concealing its fear but the wolves would hear and smell it from the pacing heart. The Beta wolves seized to catch it but the deer defeated the wolves with his antler.
A groaning wolf beat a tree trunk.
The black alpha appeared at the top of a cliff, watching the scene, it surged ahead and caught the animal by the nape. Its nails and fangs dove into the fur, tore the skin, and kissed the flesh, the taste of blood increased its desire and lust. The wolf parted the flesh and the rest of the wolves followed by and smashed down the masculine young deer.
