Ouroboros Spine blood for the bloodgoat

He searched, hunting, scenting, trying to home in on the target that was the injured doe. A bark. Kodiak spotted it from the outside of the fold. Toni turned, moving towards the injured deer and Kero rounded with her, pressing forward in that direction as their pursuit narrowed in on their meal of choice.

A wound to the leg. He noted it and watched as he ran. Training his eyes back and forth between the terrain to maintain his own footing while keeping the doe within view. It lingered, struggling to keep moving but its strength was failing and the herd was quickly leaving it behind.

Soon. Soon they'd be close enough to put it out of its misery.