Undergolds
Lakua and Vausse raced ahead of the hunting pack, each circling around one side of one of the fleeing deer. Lakua pulled ahead ever so slightly, and the deer turned, eyes wide in fear, toward Vausse - but Vausse was just too slow to pounce, and instead turned with the deer, with Lakua following. The chase continued, both Lakua and Vausse guiding it around to a much clearer path, one that would favour the deer, who was much faster on level ground. Lakua knew that hope would be flaring with the deer, and saw it run faster than before, breaking for the path where it would be more or less safe...
Then, suddenly, three undergolds dropped from the branches above, snarling and snapping at its legs. Lakua pounced, pushing it to the ground. Her claws digging into its side, she tore at the arteries in its neck. Blood spurted onto her jaws, dripping down her scales, and she leapt off before the next heartbeat.
Here she could see the reason why it hadn't been thrashing, and still wasn't now; its slender legs were torn open, ripping the muscle apart, and though it was writhing, this wasn't enough to loosen her grip. In short, the pack had done their job well. The wolves from which the undergolds had taken the name pack for their hunting parties would be jealous.
Soon enough, the deer stilled.
"Eat," she said, "just enough to fill you. The rest we shall give to the children and their mothers."
It was customary for whoever did the hunting to eat first, even before those higher in rank if that was applicable. In this case, it wasn't, but only because she had taken part.
She padded over to the deer, stepping over a long, thick vine that looked not too different from a tree root. It wouldn't kill her, of course, but it was unpleasant to be caught by any of the "killer vines", as the undergolds liked to call them.
Then she sank her fangs into the deer, the sweet taste of raw meat filling her mouth. She tore, swallowed, and ate again, but only until she was no longer hungry. If she ate her fill, she'd be unable to walk back, as she'd be too sleepy.
The others knew this too, so they soon stopped long before they would have been able to eat no longer.
Lakua smiled. "Vausse, Sathun, Phel. Bring the kill back." Those three were strong, so she knew they could manage. "Ranid, Guos, Sakaul, stay will them. The rest of you, with me."
She turned and left for their home - a wide expanse of the forest containing several clearings, but more importantly, filled with their burrows and tunnels. Though the entire forest belonged to the undergolds, it was this area that they could truly call theirs, rather than neutral territory. No undergold not directly under her command would show itself without her welcome there, and no rival predator would threaten the draclings. And, more importantly, it was where all of the undergolds had been born, and was a place they'd always instinctively know how to reach.