Whitefish River I can feel the touch from another world

Saena's timing was perfect. Somnia was prepared and focused with her full attention on Saena and the deer. She could sense that the younger wolf was about to charge a second before it happened due to the involuntary body language cues. But she restrained herself for a few seconds after the girl charged, not wanting to jump out to early. One... Two... NOW!

Somnia rushed out at an angle, timing it good enough to have one of the haunches easily within her reach for a second. No thought was required to decide about grabbing it, it just happened. Part of it was instinct, the other was a trained routine.

The one buttock of the doe had Somnia's jaws clamped on to it. The metallic taste of blood filled her mouth as she bit down as hard as she could. Her front paws scrabbled for a purchase while her back half jerked wildly in an attempt to unbalance the doe.