Hey, did we order this dinner to go?

He went ridged at the Alpha’s command, already telling himself that despite his best efforts he had already screwed up irreparably. The ewe came to a halt in front of him with a frightened squeal and turned on the narrow cliff ” Hamstring the bitch-!”  He snapped to attention and lunged forward, catching a mouthful of fleece and blood before earning a sharp kick in the chest. With a surprised yelp he released her almost as soon as he had gotten her and the sheep bounded away, absolutely terrified. The commands shifted to “Valdis”, who he assumed was the yearling below him. He struggled to comprehend just what was going on as the sleet colored wolf chased the deer further up the cliff, until his eye caught Artemis, and everything snapped into place. With a snarl he charged after the ewe flagging its left as she charged up the rocky face of The Maw away from Valdis. Git it tae Art. Git it tae Art. Git it tae Art.” He thought desperately, willing himself to keep pace with the yearling, and somewhere in the far reaches of his mind a voice roared that he could not under any circumstances let the damned ewe get past him without him grabbing it and holding on for dear life

This is him talking