Wapun Meadow huir

admittedly ancelin was flagging a little, though he wouldn't be pressed to admit this.
the man sped out into their meadow and he watched his mate nimbly fall to the right, her teeth glittering. he struck left then, pounding the ground along the man's flank as if they were racehorses taking a curve.
his own jaws parted, a snarl bubbling as he bit for the coursing flesh.