Deepwood Weald hunting tooth

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the irate man was joined by kilgitsuk, and for this he was grateful. a raise of his limb pointed out the oily musk leading from the forest. 
time now for his own hackles to rise in sharp white knives at the approach of "towhee." he knew this woman. "a man has attacked my wife and hurt her." by his expression would the redhawk wolf know this was not only a matter of jaws and teeth. his face was resplendent with rage beneath the war-markings of drying blood. "i go to take his life."
he did not linger; the trail was unhidden and chakliux sprinted along it until the sky began to softly pale and the early dawn revealed a dark shadow skimming from the treeline.
a screaming whoop broke from his chest, and chakliux gave swift and murderous chase.