Moonspear Road kill has its seasons

His only thought in this charge had been this; slow them down, let his brother get ahead.  But as he charged closer, and got a better read on the body language of those involved, he knew he might have made a terrible miscalculation.  This wasn't anger; this was rage.  They were looking for the kill, and he was about to take the brunt of it.  

It it was too late to turn around now, and Hydra (both of them? He wasn't sure which was which, having known her only a day, but he knew she was one of them) was upon him.  He had intended to throw himself among them to trip them up, but instead she got the jump on him.  He'd been expecting to be attacked head on and instead found himself falling, tail over head, as she tripped him as he ran.  Shitt.

Fully compromised, he scrambled to get to his feet, knowing that he was completely done for if the other chasers jumped him here and now.  There was no way he'd get back on his paws in time.