No time to think of consequences

Úlfr danced and wove, moving closer to the cow to catch her attention then shuffling back as she tried to wound him. He had one particularly close calll when she kicked out to the side. He could feel the air move over his head from where the hoof just missed him. Yikes! For being such large creatures they were certainly flexible. A strangled bleat alerted Úlfr and the cow to the Iðunn attack. The cow abandoned him for a second before his fangs caught onto the back of one of her legs. He attempted to sit, letting all his weight drop suddenly. This coupled with the cow's forward momentum caused her to stumble and fall. Mud splattered about and the cow flailed struggling to get to her feet. She took off, leaving the calf for dead. Úlfr quickly turned back to see how Iðunn was doing.