Moonspear the day's divinity

Amekaze's voice reached his ears and he was off almost in a leisure trot through the snow. He sank towards the lower incline of the path the doe had taken, intent on steering her further up along the incline. The deeper snow pack would only aid them more and it was his idea to make things go smoothly as possible. Knowing that Amekaze was not far out of reach and the others having soon dispersed, his eyes scanned through his peripheral for the opportunity he sought.

When it opened up and their collective distance narrowed to the doe, he launched his first volley for the flank of the doe. With the snow a minor damper, he rose along the incline to nip at her flank to drive her upward with a distressed bleat as she twisted to get away from gnashing fangs. If that didn't spur her to try a little harder then nothing would.