Dragoncrest Cliffs free at last, free at last

Luckily, Bobby wasn't as alone as it seemed; for a moment, his eyes had left their focus on the deer and travelled to Thur, who was luckily attentive enough to catch the deer's exit trail. Where she ran on one side, Bobby ran on the other, perfectly mirroring her movements with each elongated step. He came close enough to feel the heat that the deer left in its wake; the wind that swept beneath its hooves exhilerated him with each blow. 

Without much hesitation, Bobby began making aspirational nips at the deer's ankles and hindquarters in an effort to catch onto the fragile joints of its leg.