Blacktail Deer Plateau we are the crazy people.

Finley could scarcely breathe from excitement as the stag turned its attention to her new packmate. She turned to Dante with a huge grin shining on her muzzle, fully expecting him to be just as thrilled as she was that it was his turn to face him down. She couldn't see his face from where she stood, but she had no doubt that he was just as excited. The silver female growled in frustration as she was forced to leap a few bounds away from him as the rest of the stag's herd went streaking by, but she turned just in time Dante roll out of harm's way.

Finley barked a few happy barks that swept into a joyful, short howl. She literally was bouncing with glee. It took her a moment to realize that the stag's gaze was on her again. Dante's words were not lost upon the adrenaline-crazed female. Maybe it was time to get going. After all, the rest of the herd had passed and it wouldn't be long before their leader went with them, as angry as it was with the two wolves that had ruined their peace.

Finley shot a glance at Dante and gave him a huge wink that was meant to reassure him that they could be on their way, but instead probably suggested that they had only just begun. The female turned her attention to the stag just in time to see it charge, but Fin luckily didn't need a dice roll to decide that she would make it away safely. In the same moment it began to charge, she turned and bolted in the other direction, barking to Dante to follow suit. She sprinted harmlessly back towards where the pair had begun the "hunt", listening as the stag's footsteps slowed an changed direction.

Finley ran until she had reached the brush where she had been hiding not too long before then where she slowed to a stop, turning quickly to see how her packmate had fared in their escape.

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