Blacktail Deer Plateau A Taste for Deer

All Peregrine could think was, Shut the fuck up! as the coyote spurted out nonsense. When the flow of words did not stop, he nearly verbalized the thought in a furious bellow. Instead, he refreshed his attack, intent on making her shut up.

She might have sidestepped his first rush and he could see that she was light on her feet but the quarters were simply too close now for a full evasion. Peregrine lunged again, his jaws snapping toward her slender, cream-and-cinnamon muzzle.