Moonspear restless leg [bwp]

I'm gonna miss writing these two as a hunting team.

It bolted away, even though Dune had thought their tactics were sound. Wraen went after it, and Dune saw this as his chance to really shine. He picked up the pace, making a wide arc around the fox and Wraen, sprinting as quickly as he could. His ears slicked back and his body made an almost perfectly flat line from nose to tail as his heart raced in his chest. He pushed himself harder and harder, until finally, he was neck-and-neck with the fox, though about five yards to the right of it.

Wraen was still chasing behind, and when he saw his chance, Dune changed his course and dove to the left, hoping to cut off the fox's path so it would have to slow down. If all went according to plan, Wraen would have no problem going in for the kill.