Gavin had taken to prowling through the shadows, stalking, but with no prey in his vision. The day had been interesting, but not so fruitful as he had hoped. That pathetic pup hadn't been so much as a challenge. He'd mauled the damn thing and yet he hadn't a real scratch to show for it. Gilroy was weak, pathetic, certainly not worth his time. Hell the little bastard was almost as pathetic as...Nisha. Was that why he had singled the young male out? Because he knew he was weak and would be an easy target? Maybe he hadn't been looking for a real challenge at all.
That thought made him growl, amber eyes blazing with rage and annoyance. He should go back and kill that young male. Just to prove that he wasn't chained to his sister by guilt or pity. Gavin was stronger than that. Gilroy would just slow him down and get in his way. Going back and killing the pup would almost be a mercy, better than a slow death by starvation, which is what he had left Nisha to.
Why did he care? It wasn't his job to be merciful. Let the young wolf suffer. Only the strong deserved to live anyway. As he'd been stalking through the forest a sudden flash of movement had him reacting instinctively. In two strides he caught the fawn he had startled from where it had laid in hiding. The stupid animal, it would have passed beneath his notice if it hadn't tried to run. His jaws clamped around the animal's throat, it barely had time to bleat in terror before it was silenced forever.
As soon as the young deer died, he dropped it on the ground, ears alert and looking around for the mother. After a few minutes with no sign of a doe, he decided she wasn't coming back for her baby. A shame, an adult deer could feed several wolves, but he was alone. Huffing he looked back down at the baby, it was probably only thirty pounds now, still quite young. Also it would make a good meal, even for a very hungry wolf. After a few more minutes of internal debate, he threw his head back and howled. A howl that said come eat.