((I love your flash back.<img alt=":-D" src="./images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" title="Very Happy"/>))<br/><br/>Sar nods and smiles pleased she likes his plan. He gives her a wink and quietly heads towards the Impalas. He carefully chooses each step. Carefully padding forward making sure to avoid any dead branches or dry leaves that may give him away. He stays low keeping in the thick brush. They are quite a few Impalas there perhaps 25 or 30. He sees three off to one side slightly away from the group. He sees one in particular that looks a bit fatter than the other three who may not run as fast as the others. He drops down into a crouching position and focuses all his attention just those three Impalas. He waits for the perfect moment. He can feel his heart race. Then he springs leaping through the brush with a growl. He charges through the shallow edge of the water like a a orange and black streak heading straight for the three impalas focusing on the fat one. All the other Impalas scatter in every direction.<br/><br/>The three seeing Sar coming for them turn and run in a panic away from him leaping through the brush. The other two suddenly scatter in opposite directions and the third starts to bounce around trying to shake him but Sar keeps right after the Impala. He cuts off his escape routes. He keeps it running towards Tamara. He does a quick burst of speed and leaps up and sharp his sharp claws into its hind end. He uses his weight to pull down its back end. They hit the ground hard with Sar landing on top of the Impala's hind end. Sar's claws hold fast in the Impala's soft flesh. He can feel the Impala start to squirm wildly. He opens his jaws and bites deeply into the Impala's rub securing his hold onto the Impala. The taste of warm blood flowing into his mouth was intoxicating. He holds the Impala firmly waiting for his mate to deliver the killing blow.