Nocturne Summit BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

She was quick to regret her look back. Half the pack seemed to crumble in an instant, while a scattered few who arose from the ram's rampage down did so with fire. Charon's face was bloodied, Heldi had been brutally rolled, Floki went over the cliff with the ram's fall, the thrall went after him presumably. She couldn't get a good sight on it from here, but what she did see, didn't look good.

One meager plus was that the goat was probably dead somewhere. The bad remained that Floki could be too. She didn't want to believe it.

Blinking away the rain, she now knew she had to get alongside Charon as soon as she saw the Redhawk wolves fleeing and him pursuing. His aggression had the opportunity for a major tipping point. She wanted to make sure he didn't need to do anything too reckless along the way, and with Dash channeling a similar vibe of pursuit, more slid in their favor. Since she couldn't exactly hunt the other ram alone, not with it steadily moving away, her mind was made up and her resolve steeled for the possibilities in the very next beat.

With renewed determination, she picked up the chase as well across the slick rocks towards the dark and red pair. The goal was remarkably clear-cut now: overtake, and pressure them into failure, all while not slipping to one's own end. She believed their opportunity for a clean getaway was narrowing with three sets of teeth gaining ground on them from slightly different angles, and fast. Although Fox was a highly alluring target to her personally, her sights were set on Peregrine for now. She wondered if his fall had not left him entirely unscathed -- and from seeing it unfold, she suspected that it had not. In the age old tradition of the hunt, that made him a good choice.