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The two wolves, though they didn't know each other well, ended up being a good team. As Elwood chased the deer, he nipped at its heels, directing it towards Jaws. Luck was on their side as it ran right into Jaws' path, and the dark male was able to seize it by the snout. With a strong grip and the force of his own weight, Jaws pulled the animal down as its brethren galloped away.

Elwood skidded to a halt as the doe hit the ground in front of him. Jaws did a great deal of damage to its face, surely preventing it from breathing properly and perhaps even snapping its neck -- Elwood couldn't be sure. But it thrashed momentarily, driven by panic as it tried to escape. This was Elwood's cue; he dug his teeth deep into the deer's belly, spilling its organs in a glistening pool around his paws. Its breath bubbled in its lungs and it shuddered, then lay still.