Northstar Vale Echoes of ephasia have haunted you tonight

Dag danced around the breathless alpha, his own sides heaving as he did so. His youth did indeed lend him strength, but longer legs had won him the race, in the end. Again, the male puffed up at her praise, ceasing to dance in victory as he did so.

"You..." he gasped - "...too..."

She motioned him toward the food, but he laid down instead, rubbing his face into the snow to cool himself down and taking a large, gulping bite of it to quench the fire in his throat. It took several seconds to deep breathing to calm down the racing of his heart, and only then did he move to the deer's side to nose against its belly, searching for signs of sickness before he ate.

Finding none, Dagfinn tore in and began to eat.