Shadow Mountain vorax

He swallowed down the nerves, stinging as they did with bile, and forged ahead, his stomach churning as he did so. He stepped lightly, holding his breath, knowing that even the slightest movement or sound out of sorts could startle their quarry.

They rounded a corner and Killer halted, waving his tail for Germanicus to do the same. A nanny goat, much of his size, nibbling for any exposed greenery in the outcropping. Behind her, a sharp drop, maybe two or three wolf lengths.

With a deep inhale, he charged forward and took her head-on. With a shrill bleat, she cast her beady eyes round, looking for a place to go. There was nowhere but forward for her.

Onward he pressed, closer and closer to the drop—his heart beat faster as he felt the yawning of it—

Killdeer slipped on the ice and slid sideways, and the nanny took the opportunity to charge past him into the space between himself and Germanicus.

Fuck! he gasped, growling, and set off after her retreating tail.

rolled for success or failure and guess what I got! :D