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Towhee tried to leap clear, though she didn’t move quite fast enough. The tumbling doe clipped her hindquarters, knocking her off balance. As the deer’s weight pressed down on her posterior, Towhee instinctively curled her body and lunged at whatever part of the unfortunate ungulate she could reach. Her teeth sank into flesh while she simultaneously tried to tug herself free.

Towhee didn’t even see the other wolf, a little too preoccupied trying to wrench herself out from beneath the doe. Her weight wasn’t quite crushing, luckily, but the Redhawk couldn’t stand being trapped. She kept biting and snapping until the doe finally writhed off her.

She quickly leaped to her feet and stood panting as she watched the doe struggling on the ground. If her leg hasn’t been broken before, it certainly was now. She bled from multiple bite wounds as well, thanks to Towhee.

Just as she was considering springing for the doe’s throat, Towhee abruptly noticed the other wolf and nearly shat herself thinking it was Maxim.