Description: Faolan was concentrating as hard as he ever had. At last he was in the byrrgis. The hard earth flew beneath him. He was barely aware of his paws striking the ground except for a tingle that traveled up through his femurs. But he felt a surge of vibrations from hundreds of paws pounding the earth. Signals flew back and forth, except now there was a nick in the pristine silence. Urskadamus! That cursed gnaw wolf Heep was clicking his teeth as if he were gnawing a bone, making Faolan miss the signals. He is doing this on purpose! Faolan stumbled again. Heep moved closer and, with eyes full of treachery, opened his mouth wide to slash his teeth together. The sounds scratched into Faolan's brain like splinters. Edme looked at him in dismay. The first signal had been given for the kill rush, and Faolan had missed his cue. He sprang off his hind legs but was too late, stumblingagain and sprawling flat. Faolan, the wolf who had risen on his hind legs like a grizzly to confront a bull moose, lay sprawled on the ground.

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