[/html]She was quick, but his long wolf legs and wide paws made traveling in the snow easy. The drifts were not even high, for the winter’s mildness had kept it from snowing as it had the year before. Still, Terra of the Court was quick and once she realized that it was not the lake he was running for she began to maneuver in the hopes of avoiding him. Oak was a keen hunter, and as any hunter had to be he was patient and diligent. For a moment she was not a coyote but prey that fought for life and he a predator wishing to steal it.
Oak veered with her, and zagged as she did. He was gaining inches, but the intensity of a hunter waned when he remembered that it was just a game and his seriousness would be frowned upon. Still he kept pace, and moved to cut her off. Oak then pushed off his back legs as he drew just a bit closer in the hopes of pouncing on her.
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