The lost treck of Kiaki

Bhaal saw that Kiaki had started to run left to him, but he could smell the tang of blood in the air. The deer was injured, this could make this hunt far more intressting. After he crossed over the top of a hill, he could see why the deer had been injured. A long gash runned from his left flank to his left hind leg, crippling the animal. By the look of it, it seemed a male, and a broken of horn declared why he had been injured. He had fought another male for dominance, and lost. The wound was seriously hindering the animal in it's movements, it had no chance to escape.
But that didn't mean it would be an easy kill, desperate bucks tended to defend themselves, and even wounded, where formidable oponents. Altough life in the desert was hard, this one had been well-fed, and probably weighed more than Bhaal and Kiaki together.
Bhaal slowed, and then halted. A new plan was already forming in his head. If Kiaki could distract the buck long enough for Bhaal to jump, He could easily go for its throat and pull it down. Then they could work together to strangle the animal.

Bhaal saw the buck approaching and readied himself for a jump. The buck was coming fast at him, and Bhaal had to time his jump if he didn't wanted to get caught on its hornes or get trampled underneath it's hooves.He propeled himself at the buck, and caught it at the neck mid-air. He quickly snapped his powefull jaws together, and clinged himself to the side of the buck. He had jumped a little too early, adn he felt the animal horns slashing a gash at his flank. Bhaal used the flooding pain as a stimulant. Although the buck was strong, Bhaal weight slowly but suerely drove the beast against the ground. The buck tried to get Bhaal of him by rolling over the ground, but Bhaal holded his ground, abnd the buck only succeeded in hitting him with a kick of his front legs. Bhaal felt the air being pushed out, more like rammed out, of his longs, but he didn't released. He merely groaned and started to bite even harder. Then, with a beautyfull snap, the throat of the buck snapped. Blood started to pour into the animals longs, and seconds later, Bhaal could see the life fading out of it's eyes.

Bhaal grinned "It's nothing, just an new scar amongst the many." He had seen her smile disappear when she had realised he had been wounded. Bhaal himself barely administrated the wound, he had survived far worse, and under his thick fur, numerous scars lied. Some like-wise this one, other petty and some even worse. "In any case I am better of then that buck." he said his lips forming a grin.

Then, he turned upon it, ready for his first decent meal in weeks. He fell upon the dead animal like an eagle on a rabbit. His tooth sank deep into the fresh flesh, tearing it apart, and he started gnawing towards the heart. It wasn't the most tasty part, that was the liver, but Bhaal always had eaten the heart of opponents who had been able to wound him. Even wolves. Bhaal quickly supressed upcoming memories and the rage that would follow afterwards, instead focussing him on his feast. He ate his belly full, with fresh juicy and warm meat.

When Bhaal glanced to her, he saw on her face she wasn't used to such wounds. He smiled, his belly full of warm meat. "I am going back to the den, that fight has exhausted me a bit." He also wanted to take care of his wounds. He would have to lick them clean. Otherwise they could infect, and he already faced such a sickness before, and didn't want to encounter it again. He turned, not waiting for Kiaki, and started running at a low pace towards the den.

When he arrived, he quickly slipped inside, moaning when his wounded flank made contact with the narrow tunnel-way. Inside, he sat down and started livking his wounds. He had a problem however: the wound was running long, to his back. He couldn't reach that...

Bhaal groaned a little when he felt her tongue touched the wound. After a few seconds however, it became a good pain. At first he had seen her only as an inexpierenced wanderer, one who had stumbled in this unforgiving enviroment without any knowledge of places where they could find food, shelter and water. She had appeared more of a burden than a help. But, now he had seen her in action, he decided her help could be invaluable. She runned faster then him, alot faster. That made it easy to catch quicker prey, the ones the would eat more frequent,like hares. And she could help him with all sorts of tasks he couldn't do alone,like now, or he just didn't wanted or deemed necesary, like cleaning the dens. He closed his eyes and let her continue her work.