[Ain is reaching for another berry bush that looks tasty when Wolfwood slowly stalks up and bites him on the ass. This is what makes deer brain start blaring alarm bells, finally — not the obvious stalking behaviour or the fact that Wolfwood has been sniffing the air and salivating, not the slow approach, but the fact that Wolfwood just tried to take a lil nibble.
He squeaks, alarmed, and very suddenly whaps Wolfwood with his tailfeathers as they fan out in some attempt to make himself look larger (as if he's not Huge Already). Suddenly, Ain is charging off into the forest, having to hook a sharp left when he gets too close to the fog wall.
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He squeaks, alarmed, and very suddenly whaps Wolfwood with his tailfeathers as they fan out in some attempt to make himself look larger (as if he's not Huge Already). Suddenly, Ain is charging off into the forest, having to hook a sharp left when he gets too close to the fog wall.
Goodbye he has bolted—]