The Heartwood Bed Time Snack

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Wicken nodded at the words of the warm colored male. He seemed to hesitate a few moments before speaking, I can keep up. Maybe if you could flush them to me I could take one and you the other? He followed him despite the suggestion, and his left hind leg was lifted off the ground for most of the quick pursuit. The younger wolf did not want to seem to fragile so as to not be of assistance, but the task at hand of keeping pace was increasingly difficult. 

He knew from his prior limited experiences hunting that his large, albeit thin, frame was useful in dragging down larger prey. Especially that of a full grown deer. The least he could do was make the last blow easier on the new found assistant he had run across by chance. Wicken scented the air with bated breath, attempting to ensure their route was correctly following the one that the pair of hooved creatures had taken.