think outside the fox

Though heavily outnumbered the fox was swift on her paws, agile enough to manage to escape the clutches of two wolves as he glanced this way and that, wondering which way would lead to freedom. To safety. Hattori glanced over as Sakura emerged on the scene, in the perfect position to cut off her corridor of entry lest the fox try to dart that way instead. There were several other pathways of course, but Hattori could read the fox's line of thought as it crossed its features. Anyone could take it even deeper into the maze, perhaps right into the clutches of a waiting wolf. Was it worth the risk? The vixen seemed to have no idea, had likely never been put in a situation like this, that one wrong choice could easily put an end to her short life.

Not giving the fox too much time to think it through, he recovered quickly as he lunged for it once more. This time reaching out with a taloned paw as he thudded it against the vixen's chest and sent her tumbling like a pebble downhill.

To the little fox's credit it recovered quickly, winced a little at the bleeding wounds inflicted by Hattori's claws-only to realise she was now easily within biting distance of the other two wolves.

"Speech"