Ouroboros Spine blood for the bloodgoat

They were with him, and the lethal trio chased their prey. It was wearing down fast, for there was panic in its sprints and bounds; it had already suffered at the jaws of another predator and did not endeavor to do so again. But the wolves' endurance prevailed, and as the doe's pace waned further the brown bear made his move. He bolted ahead of his pack mates and came upon the doe's flank, where he turned into it and clamped his teeth around its injured leg, angled to keep himself out of the way of a kick from the other. It bleated, terrified. The door was open for Tonravik or Iqniq to move in for the kill.