deer in the headlights

Rannoch shook his head of the metallic clang that rattled his head, the deer was extremely sensitive to sound. Cone like ears swiveled back towards the boat, but caught the sound of someone’s breath at the same time. Rannoch moved swiftly, lifting his head as the wolf drew his attention. On the verge of fleeing the she wolf spoke before his hooves were moving. Had she intended on his demise he knew he would have been hers. He had made a grave mistake letting his attention focus so precisely.

Emerald eyes lingered on her form as she revealed herself from the shadow,claiming her solitude and promise not to harm. Rannoch stared but did not move beyond letting his ears swivel in different directions. Uncertain if her claim of being alone was true. "Then what is your intent?” He asked her warily, standing at the ready to run. She was predator and he was prey, the natural order dictate he partake in the ancient ritual. "You know I desire to run.”

"Speech"