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their jaws closed on either side of the deer's throat; it struggled valiantly, though as Casmir readjusted his grip on its true throat, the animal's flailing became weaker until finally it twitched against the ground where its blood drooled between the wolves' teeth and was silent. the boy released his hold then, sniffing at the thing's nostrils — he was more than a little suspicious of how easily they'd been able to kill it, but moved around to its flank all the same, teeth flashing as he began to tear aside the pelt.[/tr][/td][/table]