Blackfeather Woods We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity

As his companions moved into position, Ramsay trailed after Titmouse, seeking to get as close to the fawn as he could so that when Mou separated the two, he would be able to quickly move in. It all made sense in his head and played out like a dream when he imagined it. Mou, streaking with ease toward the two, them separating without a hitch, Maegi preventing the quarry from fleeing into the woods and Ramsay barreling into it with all his wrecking ball ferocity.

Yeah, it was going to go perfectly. Except Ramsay had never seen wolves in action like this before, so when Mou kicked off and flew into the clearing, his heart jumped out of its seat, his paws flexed, and he broke his cover way too early. Excitement took hold of him and sent him thundering haphazardly toward the fawn. For a moment it seemed he could not fail—it was bleating, panic-stricken and fleeing from Mou's approach, but then the whole Motherly Instinct thing kicked in and suddenly Ramsay took a battering ram to the shoulder.

He went into a sideways roll, end over end a couple of times before rolling to a stop. Thank god it wasn't a buck, or he'd probably be dead. Wincing, the dwarf pushed himself up, spotted the fawn and doe both breaking for the trees, and cried out, Maegi! in hopes that she and Titmouse together could secure the kill that he'd failed to get.