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The other wolf complied with Elwood's request, and he gave a discreet nod then focused on the task at hand. He returned his gaze to the flock of geese, trying to assess what would be the best way to attack them. It would be most effective, he thought, if they came from opposite sides. The birds would be surprised and hopefully wouldn't be able to coordinate an escape, and the wolves would ideally be able to snag a few.

He glanced back at his hunting partner, but he had disappeared from view. A slight rustling in the bushes alerted Elwood to his location. The Redhawk continued his forward motion, his belly slung low to the ground. Soon, he was within a few yards of the group of geese. He paused once more, waiting until he was sure the other wolf was ready.