get 'em

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The coppery taste of blood lingered on his tongue as he thrashed his head, oversized sabres inflicting considerable damage upon the crazed fox. It was as though the fog had lifted, its mind more of its own as it scrambled to get away. To run and flee as though this had never happened. Levi could have considered that a win, after all they'd done what he'd set out to do. But what was the point in only going half way? His little heart thundered in his chest as anticipation flooded thick through his veins, he wanted more! Wanted to win and prove a point, to finish what he'd started just because he could. That and a small part of him liked to see in action that size was not everything, that the two smallest of the litter were doing stuff adults would usually do.

His little paws thudded against the earth as he made chase, dashing into the grass as he followed the trail. It was injured, bleeding badly and so wouldn't be able to go far. It was simply a matter of running it down, putting endless puppy energy to use as they outlasted the fox in the pursuit. Or that was the plan at least as the chase didn't last nearly as long as Levi would have liked.

Slowing to a walk and panting a little, the fox had collapsed and was wheezing on the floor as it kicked its limbs, hoping to clamber back up on its paws.

"Morg..what should we do?" He asked, now that it had lost the challenge his interest was waning. Maybe they ought to just leave it here and see what happened.