Duck Lake I haven't always been the King

Grayday shot the younger male a smile. "It's not too difficult. The problem is - you gotta take out the legs while also avoiding them. One good kick and put a wolf down for life. You're fast, right?"

He began trotting toward the buck, who was side-eyeing them as it drank from the lake. Day swung wide around it, wanting to encourage it in the direction of Rannoch's pack. "We're gonna keep it moving toward your pack. That's enough to worry about for now. When we get a bit closer to your land, we'll start thinkin' about taking it down. If we can break a leg or tear a big vein, he'll go down all on his own."

The buck finally turned toward him, but the combined threat of Grayday and Rannoch helped to get it moving in the other direction.