Her pace only quickened on her way down, she had smelled it, had seen the tracks of deer and calf, an easy prey for a predator like herself. However strange it might be she still held a dagger between her pointed teeth. It was to say, a bad habit to carry it around in her mouth but since a paw can't hold it it was best to do. She wasn't concerned at all about how she had left the den, he should take care of it, as usual. Now her attention snapped back to what was before her, she had caught up fairly quickly and was now staring at her prey at a distance of about 10 yards. The calf stood close to her mother, quite unusual for the time of year but seeing it was almost the same size as the adult creature she assumed it was just a late bloomer. It was then that the wind carried her scent to the deer and alarmed them, causing them to run for their lives. Just moments earlier she had started to sprint, closing the distance between herself and the calf, separated from her mother and in blind fear. Only a few feet left, one good aimed jump and she would be on top of it. Yet she chose a different way to kill, while the calf ran by a rock she jumped on it, launching herself in the air with her strong hind legs. In mid air her body started to deform, her upper part becoming human and releasing the blade from her jaws. She snatched it out of the air with her hand and used it to cut the throat of the animal open the moment she pounced on it. With the beast still struggling for breath, drowning in her own blood, she laughed.
After a few more seconds of fighting the creature fell silent, all the movements of its body stopping and allowing her to throw it over her shoulder. The other deer had stopped, called for her child which would never return. The dagger she had clenched between her teeth again, shrouding herself with the warmth of her catch and climbing back up hill. Her paws had a good grip on the rocky surface and her tail helped with keeping her balance, not to mention the fur which kept her warm up to her waist. Soon she would appear in the light of the flames again, dropping the deer and snatching the black tank top from the ground and pulling it over her head. Her arms crossed, very satisfied with her catch. "I got you some food." She said before plopping back down on the ground, panting just slightly from her hunt and the climb back up. Her tail had wrapped around herself and her arms functioned as her pillow. "Take however much you want. " The dagger was laying close to her head, her pale eyes had closed and she let herself enjoy the warmth of the remaining fire.