To be honest Sorrel paid little attention to the target and the rest of his pack, concentrating upon his task of driving the rest of the herd away, continuing to run, snapping and snarling to keep them on the move. The pained sound from behind him however would disrupt his attention momentarily, enough to pause in his snarls as he glanced back over his shoulder to try and make sense of the scene. The goat was still standing for now, Aslan, Frith and Varda surrounding it as they strove to bring it down. Still on the move himself he couldn't stare too long, couldn't pick up the full details but for now kept his mind focussed upon his task, adjusting his gaze to look ahead again before he ran into a goat or worse. He'd deal with any injuries later, if they were all still chasing the goat wasn't much he could do yet anyway.
