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He felt a dull sense of glee when she continued to stumble, red eyes glaring. Mud kicked up against his legs, under his paws, dirtying his white coat. He was upon her, so close...

The shadow that came from the corner of his vision surprised him, a shockwave of alarm prickling at his hackles as his fur rose. The Huntsman lunged to the side in his sprint, releasing a shrill cry when the body slammed into him. Alarms blared in his head, stress and shock written in his eyes as he whipped around to what he thought may even be a bear. 

The white ghost ripped his teeth toward the great shape, his snarls tearing through the air like seratted daggers. With most his mind torn onto his attacker, he lost sight of Aurëwen, shouting out a curse of anger.