[Eeeh. Late again.
My lame excuse? Hijacked, glitchy computer that was like "haha nope".
So I'm sorry. I'll make up for it with a nice long post.]
The antelope flinched, and the fact that it was out of the range of the safety of its herd was putting it at even further a risk. It broke into a run as it frantically fled from Angus, its hooves scraping up dirt and pebbles. It knew that if it attempted to seek out the protection of its herd, it had strayed too far.
Chaltuu caught his signal, and as soon as Angus lunged towards the antelope and the ungulate sprinted out into the mostly-open clearing, close enough to her, she leaped at it with a fierce snarl, her claws unsheathed. She ran at the same pace as Angus, although multiple yards away from him so she stood a fairly good chance of helping Angus corner the hoofed mammal. Her sister and Angus needed the food as much as she herself did, and the very last thing she wanted was to spoil a hunt.
[That first few sentences probably were probably incoherent. Sorry about that. xD
And also, I know the antelope has no idea what Angus's name is, but I didn't really want to call them "the lion" and "the lioness" or something for the whole post. Yeah, I'm lazy. Hurr hurr.]