Sequoia Coast spit and retrieve

It turned out that it may have been his pause that was the first mistake in what would no doubt be several. The wolf, who had seemingly been so poised and positioned over that carcass turned more into a coiled snake in a corner. It lunged towards him, teeth appearing from behind dark lips in an instant. Much like the instant that the wolf closed in the scant few feet between them; it was an awful and brilliant display of power the lurked beneath a plush winter coat.

It was really interesting to watch, though it dawned on him that perhaps he should be moving.

He backpedaled in futility, much too late; there simply wasn't enough purchase between him and his now attacker to steer himself clear. So Rickshaw opted to try and run, even though he felt the sink and pull of teeth against his hide.