To the sharp end of my fangs

Merrick ran alongside the elk, snapping and snarling to keep it riled up and on the move. More than once the elk tried to cut away from the two wolves but the big brute kept pace, pushing the cow back on path. They rounded a natural curve in the landscape and Merrick could see the pit up ahead. It wouldn't be long now. He pushed the elk even harder towards the spike pit.

The elk saw the pit at the last minute and tried skidding to a halt. Merrick leaped, slamming his bulk into the rear of the cow. That was all that it took. The elk flew into the pit, slamming down on top of the spikes, effectively skewering itself. The beast squealed and flailed, but its life would soon be extinguished. All they had to do was either wait for it to die or finish it off.

"Merrick Mendacium"