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Murdock was downstream, lapping up cool water after a long but ultimately unsuccessful hunt. He'd stalked the deer for hours, but none of them had ever broken off from the group, despite how much he'd hounded them. Eventually, he'd given it up as a lost cause; maybe a few days from now, he could return with a few more packmates.

He looked up when he heard a commotion upstream - the yelp of a child, and then a telltale splash. Stephie, he thought, turning at once toward the sound. He couldn't think when he saw the small, black shape moving through the water. The male simply rushed in after it, losing precious seconds as he slogged through the deepening water.

"I gotchya," he said, making a grab for the dark bundle of fur.

You can decide if he grabs him or not :o