Sleeping Dragon tell me is that déjà vu?

The goose as expected was in no mood to die today, and Tanja was quick to snap at it's wings to try and bring it down. He had managed to grab hold of the bird for a split second before he realized he had simply got a mouthful of feathers and nothing more. The goose let out a cry as a few feathers were torn from it's flesh, but it wasted no time in flapping it's wings to rid itself of the pesky wolves that wished to eat. 

Tanja pulled back knowing there was no point and chasing it now as it flew to the sky and spit out the feathers he had managed to grab in the commotion. He let out a disappointed sigh, but for the most part wasn't that upset about not succeeding. There would be plenty more chances in the future, no point in getting all riled up over some goose. "You did well" he said to the girl once his mouth was free of all the feathers.