Felltree Marsh red duck

painful throb where the girl had kicked him ebbed into aching fury. he did not hear the muradoii's voice; he was focused entire upon catching the sunshine wolf.

surging energies fed by rage encompassed the chieftain, narrowing him to fever pitch. he had hunted in a marshland, and the plunge of cold melt did not pause him. 

leaping a fallen alder, sun eater lunged for her tailtip again as his claws found purchase on stronger ground.

a mistake. she had made a mistake. 

cen, she had said; oh, when he caught her, the moon tribes would wail.