i got my mind made up and i can't let go.

Koda released the deer's leg to dodge a kick coming straight at his head. He felt the wind rush between his ears as the hoof pierced the empty air where his head had been a split second before. It had been a very narrow miss.

Blood squirted from the sizable wound Finley's fangs had torn into the prey's neck. The silver she-wolf tackled the deer, almost knocking it right off it's feet. Exhausted and bleeding, the old doe was quickly losing stamina. One more big hit would probably end the chase.

With one final burst of energy, Koda lunged for the deer's throat, using his weight to bring the prey crashing to the ground. He closed his jaws tightly over the windpipe, crushing it so that the deer could no longer draw breath. It struggled feebly against the wolf's strength, but soon became still and silent. Koda let the limp neck slip from his jaws and fall to the forest floor. The hunt was over.

The gray wolf sat down, taking a moment to catch his breath. "Nice tackle," Koda remarked, once his heart had stopped pounding from the exertion of the chase. He had never seen a girl act with such aggression before, and he was surprised and impressed. Koda rose and padded a few feet from the carcass only to sit back down for another rest. Ever the gentleman, he would let Finley eat first.