They hunted together surprisingly well, Katherine circling behind the bear as Alexander took to the trees to get overhead. It was a massive creature, thick fur rippling over muscles as he nosed through the undergrowth but that didn't faze him in the least. It didn't have a hope of defending itself of course, but Katherine had been right. It would take him a moment to properly kill the creature if he had been on his own.
But he wasn't and as soon as he leapt from his perch, wrapping his arms around the bear's neck to snap it quickly, a blur of gold leapt from the underbrush. As the bear lumbered upright to defend itself, lifting Alexander off of his feet, the wolf's jaws sunk into its throat, her heavy weight dragging it back to the ground. Alex easily tightened his hold, the bear still in under the wolf's assault, and its neck snapped easily.
Katherine immediately released it, letting the lifeless body droop in his arms and he lowered it to the ground. It was a bit unnerving to see the blood on the golden muzzle, below intelligent green eyes, but even Alexander could tell that was being hypocritical and so he nodded his thanks. He grimaced at the bear, it really did taste disgusting, but Katherine turned, either to give him privacy or too disgusted to watch.
Alex stared at the wolf for a moment, before lowering his head and sinking his teeth into the large artery in the bear's throat. He didn't know if Katherine had intentionally missed it when she had held on but now he pierced it the blood gushed into his mouth. He took a moment to gag before letting instinct take over and he drank as much as he could.
Once he was finished he moved away from the mostly drained bear, wiping his mouth and clearing his throat to get the taste out of his mouth. He licked his teeth to make sure they were clear but he still felt Katherine's gaze on him as she turned back to face him.
"Emmett said that they take the bears to town after making it look like they hunted it in more of a 'normal' way. I'm not quite sure what to do though, honestly," Alexander told her and the wolf let out a gust of air that was most definitely and annoyed sigh. Alexander's mouth tightened and he glared defensively.
"I apologize, if you would rather me go be a the monster you think I am and visit some girl in town I will," Alexander hissed and the wolf growled, a low rumbling in her chest that sent chills down his spine. He wasn't sure if it was entirely fear.
She glared at him, emerald eyes hard, before she snarled, turning to the bear and burying her teeth in its flesh. He gaped as she gulped it down, and for a moment he thought he was going to throw back up the blood he just consumed. She was eating it.
Now he was certain he was being a hypocrite since he had just drank its blood but somehow the sight of her devouring the bear in gruesome chunks seemed so much worse. A loud snapping noise made him grimace as he realized she had bit through its bone. It wasn't until she glanced back at him, teeth bared that he realized she was trying to make a point.
He smoothed his expression out, raising one eyebrow as he crossed his arms as if impatient instead of disturbed and she woofed softly, almost as if she was amused. After that she took smaller bites, the grisly sounds muted as she quit putting on the monstrous show. She made surprisingly quick work of the bear, but still she didn't finish it off. She was still only one wolf -if horse sized- after all.
She drug it over to lightly bury it beneath some leaves and Alex wanted to ask questions but he knew she couldn't exactly answer, and so he withheld them for later. Instead he waited for her to join him and he let her lead him to where he could hear running water. They walked slowly, almost companionably out to a small meadow, the river that ran across the Cullen's property smaller here farther from its source.
She didn't hesitate to drop her head to the river but instead of taking a drink like he expected, she ducked her head into the current, bringing it up and shaking it rapidly. He gasped as the cold water hit him and she stared at him wide eyed and innocent, folding her ears slightly in apology. He would have believed it if her tail didn't wag the slightest bit.
He shoved her into the river, her claws scrabbling for purchase as she tumbled in shock, the splash completely soaking him but it was so worth it to hear her wail of disbelief.
She rose from the river with a ferocious growl, bounding up the side soaking wet, and with only a little difficulty. Her fur was almost a light brown color as it soaked to her sides sopping wet and as soon as she was next to him, she shook. It was so much worse than the house dog that slung mud everywhere, the water sloughed off in torrents, and Alex futilely ran from the onslaught of water that immediately soaked him to the skin.
She bounded after him, fur still damp and sticking up comically from her impromptu drying attempt, and he fully deserved it when she rammed him from behind, sending him tumbling into the river. He stood with a gasp, ruby eyes blinking open to find her smugly staring down at him, and he put his hands on his hips with a sniff.
"I needed a bath after that anyway. I smelt like wet dog," he told her haughtily and she leapt, forcing him back in under the waves. He caught a lungful of water and although it was uncomfortable it really wasn't a problem. What was a problem was the hundred pound wolf now on his chest and he tried to shove her off with no luck. He was sure he could punch her hard enough to make her move but he tried another tactic first.
He ran his fingers through her fur, down her sides, and he immediately grinned in triumph when she wiggled, leaping off of him, and letting him rise. He coughed the water out of his lungs as she tried to run away from him, taking leaps in the water that reached her shoulders and slowed her down.
He splashed after her, quickly catching up and pounced on her, once more tickling her side. She slumped to the side to get away from him, snorting and whimpering as she tried to escape and he couldn't help but laugh. Her ears flattened at the sound, and she butted him away with her head, staring up at him with big pleading eyes.
"Okay, truce. No more trying to drown me, and I won't tickle you? Deal?" Alexander asked and she woofed in agreement, clawing up the river bank and getting back up on dry land once more. Alexander laughed again, floating in the water and letting her dry off before he followed her out to where she flopped down into the grass, panting with head on her paws.
He sat next to her and she partially opened her eyes to watch him. He held his hands up peacefully and she snorted before closing her eyes and rolling onto her side, stretching out her long legs. Her stomach lay extended under her damp fur and he considered that eating most of a bear was a tiring affair. And then she had a surprise bath. She might just need a rest.
He leaned back to lay beside her, not tired of course, but it was nice to just lay in silence. Not that she could talk right now, but he couldn't remember the last time that it was okay to just sit and do nothing, especially after just having fun. When was the last time he really laughed? It might have been when he was a human.
He looked over to find her eyes on him, not closed like he had expected, and his heart would have jumped if it could. As it was he seemed to heat up, and he smiled at her in surprise. She just made muffled sounds before rolling onto her back, wiggling into the grass to dry off and itch the places the fur was sticking weird. Alexander fought the urge to lean over and stroke her fur knowing that he would probably lose not just a hand, but a whole arm, and so he contented himself with just watching as she rolled all of the way over before popping up, ears perked. She woofed at him and he stood understanding. It was time to get back.
She stretched before standing, bounding off before he could and he followed with a chuckle as they made their way back to wear she left her clothes. They didn't speak as she changed back, but the companionable way they were when she was a wolf seemed to dissipate, full with tense silence instead.