Ouroboros Spine blood for the bloodgoat

As the animals parted (some pairing, some grouping, most falling into a mass mob of their movement), Tonravik looked first to the pair bounding away from Kodiak. But they were quick and free of wounds, clearly healthy and bursting at the seam with their vitality. But a bark from the brown bear of a wolf caused Tonravik to divert her path, adjusting it to head toward him. There was no doubting Iqniq would do the same; Kodiak had found the one they would set after.

She noted that it ran well, but that it had a hitch in its stride. The natural width of it was stunted in its injury, and surely it would be its detriment as they ran with it for miles. For now, however, the trio sprinted after it as it ran and ran and ran, separating it from its herd entirely. It kept its pace, for now, and time would tell if it would slow... but the wolves themselves were made for this primal chase, and chase they did.