Bramblepoint Don't play with your food

The buck was content to eat his heart out with berries until he was disturbed. The wolf came crashed through the bushes, and Denton whirled to face it, eyes wide with fer. Generally he would have turned and ran but the wolf was too close. If he turned, she would most likely go for his backside and sink her teeth into it. So, instinct told him to fight face to face in this close-quarter contact. 

He lowered his antlers and charged her, not caring whether or not he actually pierced her flesh. He simply wanted to her to cease her attempt to eat him and go away. He didn't realize that she had wanted him to run to his herd, which was far, far away, being protected by another male. All Denton needed to protect was himself. So, he swayed his antlers back and forth in an attempt to get the message across.