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He watched as the universe conspired against him (as he suspected it always had and would) and felt his entire body go numb as a small red wolf leaped in and finished off what little life the deer had left. Boone groaned, frustrated and annoyed -- except that there was a mild sense of gratefulness resonating deep in his bones; he could've just been caught, had he went after it.

"Hey!" he called for the gorging female's attention. His tail up, but friendly as he stood at her literal doorstep. "I was hopin' you'd share somma that carcass there, ma'am," he spoke in his clear southern accent, the deepness lifted so that his voice could travel to her. "That was my catch -- I mean I'm the one that maimed it an' all. I just didn't wanna chase it over your borders right here. I won't bother for the whole thang but a couple mouthfuls would do a scamp like me real good if you'd be so kind?"