Bearclaw Valley iron defenses

The coyote moved like a hare in winter, desperate to outmaneuver a predator in heavy snow with swift diversions, knowing it could not outrun the wolf in a flat race. Such maneuvers might win the race between a hare and a wolf- for the smaller creature would be able to turn more quickly and bolt, to gain a bit of ground. The coyote made the error of assuming such tactics might work- but the Regina was a sporty, compact wolf- and maneuverability was her strength.

Each turn brought her closer. Each straightaway gave her an advantage. One last attempt was made by the coyote to veer out of reach- but the Regina was there, right there.

They collided in a tumbling mass of snapping jaws and grappling claws. She bullied the creature to the ground, grabbing it by the scruff and shaking. Disoriented the creature cried out for mercy- only to find none.