Ouroboros Spine we've got crosses on our eyes

The wound around his neck bothered him, but it was of no consequence. He still put his whole self into the taking down of prey. He put on a burst of speed and snapped at the tail end of one of the deer, hoping to drive it to another pack member. He wasn't sure if he could kill one so soon after being hurt himself, but he could chase them at least. Although judging by the slight pounding behind his eyes, he would have to sleep for a day after this.

He growled and snarled and chased after them. He had been surprised at the lag in movement of the she wolf Harlyn, but had quickly forgot about it in his own efforts to chase.