Change of events

The foolish deer had walked into wolf territory.  The buck was young, his first set of antlers were little more than stubs.  Why it was alone and here Rudy didn’t know, nor did he need to ask why.  Rudy had taken a wide course around the animal and was now coming up from behind.  The deer would end up running towards the castle, deeper into pack land once it spotted him.  

Rudy was downwind, down low and silent in his movements.  Every time the deer raised its head to look around the wolf froze, waiting.  He wanted the chase to be short since he was alone, and the deer had lots of room to twist about.  This was a game of patience before action and Rudy was closing in.

"Rudyard Carpathius"