Wapun Meadow [NaWOWriMo] you're still young, that's your fault

"With pleasure!" Elfie took it as an invitation, snapped his teeth dangerously close to the other's cheek-bone and then charged on, leaving the - what would be the appropriate vehicle metaphor here - trabant behind. True to it's namesake, it had to break down at some point. 

But he had this inconvenient thing called conscience and another thing called vanity. Here was his chance to prove the world that he could be super-hero and save this undeserving coal wagon. Out of spite and just to rub it in it's face. That's, what he told himself, when he turned around, quickly assessed the situation, saw a swampy area in the distance and came up with an idea. 

"Hey, pot-belly, this way!" he beckoned the other wolf to follow, leaving out the fact that the person he was about to save from a troll was also a bait.