Bramblepoint know who you are

*pops back in*

A rush of adrenaline raced through his body like lightning when the plan moved quickly into motion. He welcomed it, embraced it firmly, and freed his mind of everything except their goal—just like his mother had taught him countless moons ago. His claws dug troughs into the highland detrius as he surged out like a bullet from their hiding place. One ear twisted as the skittering of pebbles and ragged, rythmic pants, signaled Cypress' departure from the location only a half-beat later. He felt the longer ruff of his cousin's pelt tickle his own shaggy guard hairs and took a moment to wave his tail leeward to brush over Cypress' own as they pounded across the slope in a gesture of faith and adoration. 

As the pair neared, the goat juked then bolted towards Rannoch as the three wolves now herded it towards the largest of them. Surely Rannoch had the stopping power to bring it down. Rian cast a look off in the distance and spotted two gray ears peaking up from below the hillock, and his heart lept for joy. It was working!