Redtail Rise rise with the sun

With a blast of air, the beasts sent up a warning signal. Now discovered, the wolves could no longer creep forward in secret, but bounded forward through the snow as the herd dashed away. Those who were healthy and youthful bounded above the snow, kicking their heels up, sharp hooves shining, slick with snow. They parted, some following instinct or another that they relied on- and in order to better their chances, Lilia moved with New Snow to bound after the larger group. 

Surely, amongst them, there would be one that would be weaker, slower. One who could not leap as high, who could not outrun them in the long chase that would surely follow. Time and perseverance would tell.