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The pair of wolves gave chase but the lynx managed to outpace them. It eventually reached an outcropping and leaped upward, emitting a shrill scream that really did remind Peregrine of his little fireball back home. As his pup's face flashed through his head, he charged up to the base of the plateau and snarled. He didn't want to just chase away this threat; he wanted to eliminate it.

He studied the rocky outgrowth, trying to figure out how he and Elwood could get an advantage. The cat only had one eye, so maybe if one of them distracted it, the other could charge up the rocks and attack it. Peregrine wanted that role for himself, of course. He had a bone to pick with this particular cat, an old score to settle. Plus, he didn't want to put his Beta in harm's way any more than necessary.

"Elwood!" the Alpha barked, summoning his second-in-command's attention. He closed the gap between them. "Go over there to the corner and get its attention. I'm going to bum rush it and hopefully shove the damn thing over the edge." Hopefully it wouldn't magically land on its damn feet. If he took it by surprise, it would probably break some bones in the fall. Then the two could pounce it and dispatch the one-eyed lynx once and for all.