When I close my eyes to this paradox place

Bane was anxious about Loccain and worried that the she-wolf wouldn't preform well. That the deer would get away. Sure sometimes it happened but these prey animals were well known for being idiots; blind, oblivious, idiots. Loccian made a fake lunge for the animal, the deer bleating it's surprise and headed in the opposite direction away from the female Seracian. Right towards Bane.

The grey male bolted right for the deer and the brilliant animal gave a quick turn and headed right back to the shoreline. Bane came up right behind the cornered deer and tackled the young grazer into the water. A quick breath was given as the wolfs bone-crushingly powerful jaws found the side of the herbivores throat and began to squeeze as he held it's head underwater, the flavor of mixed water and blood entering his maw.

The animal thrashed about as the wolf drowned his prey, its movements coming less and less frequently until finally its body was left brushing up against his chest as the shores mild waves tried to bring the body back to the lakeside.?The juvenile animal was heavy from the water weight as Bane dragged the fresh kill up onto the shore and began to feed.