The large dog moved away from him, half circling around to come at the deer from a different direction, and Skoll crept forward as sneakily as his bright-colored body would allow him. He stopped and started, but the doe seemed more interested in food than the possibility of becoming food, and when it came close enough to Adelle, the female lunged out, charging after it and snapping at its spindly legs.
With a thunderous bark, Skoll scrambled after them. His paws and shoulders snapped twigs, but he managed to catch up, his tongue lolling as he came alongside the deer. He turned and drove his shoulder into the creature, which stumbled then righted itself, bearing tooth marks from the wolfdog inflicted in the moment it fell. Skoll barked again as it leaped over a fallen log, excited by the chase and the promise of blood on his tongue.
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