Redtail Rise shall we play a game with your heart?

True enough, the old dance of wolves had caused the already reckless wolf to let his guard down. The burly beast was in the end, like his father and his various mentors said, a stupid beast. Even a large, muscular wolf would in the end, lose to one that had brains. It seems that the sweet gods above would grant him a battle, but would not grant him victory. But that had always been his destiny hadn't it? Losing fights. Why would it surprise him now?

The weight of Arion crushed against him and while he knew he shouldn't be knocked off balance, he was, because he hadn't been expecting it. Heron's right hip sank to the ground and with it, his whole agouti body kissed the blood stained earth. The weight of the pack wolf sank on top of him, he was crushing him, he was dying.