Haunted Wood You Never Know

Having zigged when he probably should have been Zagging, the Hate had given a frightened shriek and and vanished from view. However, unlike Santiago, who had already been slowing down, Memory was still running at full speed, and had to slide onto his haunches to avoid crashing into his hunting partner. 
"Of course it did. Well, gotta dig I guess." He gave the other wolf a shove, a bit more roughly than he had intended to, before sticking his head under the bush.