Sun Mote Copse paradise

Eljay nodded as Niamh suggested they each take a flank and run the yearling down. It was their best bet, really -- this yearling looked to be too sprightly and too dangerous to hide somewhere and surprise it. Best to try and wear it down and hopefully they'd both be fast enough to avoid getting hit. Eljay paused for a moment, as he said, I'll go first and try to get its attention. Don't draw too much attention to yourself. The last thing I want is for you to get hit. Her pregnancy might not be in the stage where it would be extremely dangerous, but there was always a risk. Eljay didn't want to risk anything.

He waited a moment for Niamh to respond, but his mind was made up, and then Eljay set off. As they went for the small group of deer, each sprang in a different direction as the wolves arrived -- Eljay took the left flank, which was closest, and snapped at the deer to make sure that he was the riskiest wolf around; he hoped that would mean if there were any distressed kicks, he'd be the receiver and not Niamh.