Wapun Meadow I let my brother go to the devil in his own way.

the calf gasped out breaths from its now-torn throat; merrick dodged nimbly from his companion's path, eyeing the whirling stamp of hoof and hoarse breath and snap and bellow
he swept back to cut across the cow's flank, delighted by the heavy jaws of the stranger that had come to him, to ursus, to the bears, to the throb in his veins as blood spilled between his teeth and he choked upon a laugh that splutted a spiderweb of crimson across the elk's straining hide.