Redhawk Caldera white knuckles

Eljay hesitantly followed the other wolf when she moved closer to the sound of the deer, but everything in his mind screamed at him that it was a trap, that they would get hurt, that deer hooves could hurt real hard. He'd seen the elk rattle around Pan at that one hunt. It just couldn't go well! "No!" he called out, his voice rising to a pitched squeak. "We can't! We'll get hurt! I don't wanna die!" Eljay would feel ridiculous for the last one later, no doubt, but at that moment his panic was speaking and he wasn't about to risk his hide for a deer that, while stuck, still looked very much like it could kick his butt with the remaining three hooves.