Storm narrowed his eyes, bounding only a yard behind Jello, snarling "Oh but no, yearling, that is mine."
Jello raced after the elk, ahead of Storm. He knew all that training would pay off. Storm was catching up so Jello bumped him acting like it was a accident, but it sure wasnt.Jello leaped at the young elk and took a big chomp into his back. Jello hung onto the elk tell he slowed down and fell to the ground. Jello took a large juicy chomp from his neck, to make sure he wasnt breathing and he would jump back up.