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As Elwood moved away from the rest of the group with Pantaleimon by his side, he shifted his gaze periodically between the herd of deer and Peregrine. The master gamekeeper was calling the shots, and Elwood watched his movements to judge how he should act and react. The prey started to scatter, some moving towards and even into the water, while others attempted to skirt away from the lake.

The scene played out before him and he snapped his teeth at a stray doe that raced past him, earning a kick of her heels. He drew up short, just barely missing the impact of her hooves; they whizzed past his head and he could feel the rush of air from the momentum. Regaining his balance and his focus, Elwood fixed his gaze on Peregrine, Fox, and Dove, who were all presumably closing in on the chosen target: a young stag.

Elwood bore down from the side, keeping the deer's potential exits blocked even as Peregrine sank his claws into flesh.