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He could see the deer slowly making its way farther and farther from where he was. He began to feel agitated, worried that the girl might not understand what he was trying to say, and eventually leave. He waited impatiently as she attempted she watched, trying not to let the anxiety eat him up. The deer was going, couldn't she see? He was about to move closer, to perhaps try and talk to her when she suddenly moved, sinking low to the ground, and baring her fangs. Barthélémy inched back, tucking his tail between his legs and flattening his ears against his skull. Non, non, non, he thought quietly to himself. This wasn't supposed to be happening!
He glanced at the deer, noticing it had paused to examine some grass more closely. Relieved, he turned his gaze back to the dark wolf, only then realizing he had looked away from a wolf that was baring her fangs at him. Oops. He backed up, trying not to make too much noise, afraid he might scare the deer away and give the wolf reason to attack him. Even if he was in his Secui form, it didn't register-- his possible advantage of size? Inapplicable.
He was about to dash off when, again, the girl changed tactics. She moved away, keeping her head low, then moved it in a quick nod. Barthélémy understood, now, wondering what the anger was. Perhaps she was trying to establish her dominance-- Bart would happily give her the first bite of the kill if she wanted it. He didn't mind at all-- she looked like she would be able to take it from him if he wanted it, after all.
He followed her around the other side of the deer, slowly making his away closer and closer. He kept going, slipping past the deer so he would be able to drive it toward the other wolf. It would be difficult with only two of them, but the area was rocky and he would be able to drive it off a small dip in the land where the ground suddenly dropped a foot, and left it open where it was only the face of a rock. He began to move, slinking through the shadows, moving quietly. He watched the deer approach, hiding behind a small bush. The wind was still, and the deer would not be able to smell him until it was too late; perfect.
The deer came closer, and Bart waited until it was close enough before springing at it, charging full speed. He came close enough to snap at the deer's legs, wounding it slightly. The deer veered off to the right, and Bart followed it, pushing it back on course, and toward the dip in the land and Naela. He let out a few quick barks to let Naela know he and the deer were coming.
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