Nocturne Summit BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

It all happened almost two quickly for Dash to process everything. The stupid male who had thrown himself off the ledge had hit the goat, and it now tumbled towards them. He jerked to shove Ame out of the way, but she was already doing that herself. So, he leapt after her, the rolling prey barely missing him.

He turned his head in time to see Charon getting a gash on his fast, and then Floki going down the mountain. Dash yelled out after him, but Althaia was already on her way down. The black wolf, who seen friend after friend get injured felt he could only do one thing now: revenge. His blood-thirsty eyes turned on the wolf who hung from the ledge. Dash leapt into action, a growl coming from his throat. 

He had practiced going up and down these mountains for months, and though the famine had dwindled his muscle mass, he used every bit he could to jump from ledge to ledge after to two retreating wolves. He gained on them, the need for vengeance coursing through his veins.