Morningside Cuesta where my pine trees met with your monsters

The male gave a yip of surprise when teeth snapped shut on the fur of his tail. It hadn't hurt, but somehow, he'd expected to be faster than the other male. But the older he got, the slower he got, and it looked as though Sylvas was having no trouble keeping up.

With a determined grumble, he fell back a foot or two and slammed his shoulder in the other male's, intending to knock him off balance before splitting off in another direction, and hopefully shaking him from his tail.