Firefly Glen Eòlach

Almost as soon as the stag bolted, Willow was charging after it.

He wasn't as powerful as some members of their family, but his size did afford him a certain kind of speed, and he'd worked to build muscle as best he could (as much as his body could keep on, given his biology); so for the most part Willow thought of himself as physically capable and well-rounded; however, he did fall short where Kinloch was built for power, and his brother's size had once been a point of contention for Willow. Was he fully over it? No, but, there was only so much the man could do about his situation.

Besides, the important thing right now was to catch up with the stag.

Willow was soon swept up in the sport of the chase; he was hot on Kinloch's heels, then overtook the man's position and drove himself at the stag's haunch with snapping teeth. The stag was of course startled, which gave the wolves further advantage.