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It was such a strange noise. Truly, Felix had never heard anything quite like it! The low grunting, guttural and thick, it certainly wasn't the same kind of noise a wolf made. Well, not any wolf he'd ever met. The young pup reasoned he'd yet to meet every wolf in the forest (what a ridiculous thought!), but really, he had some kind of idea. With his insect friends gone now that the weather had become so mutable -- speaking of, his snow had melted almost as suddenly at it had shown -- the young Macieo cub really did need something to keep his mind occupied.
The grunting (and it had become something much fiercer now, longer, stronger, a bugle, if he had such a word for it) had utterly captured Felix's imagination, leading him across Grizzly Hollow's boarders long before he even realized he'd crossed such lines. Creeping and crawling through the woods the boy went, lead by the echoes and pungent smells, until he finally came across the biggest deer th eboy had ever seen in his enter life. Mismatched eyes went wide, mouth dropped as he started in awe. "Whoa," he mumbled, not quite quietly enough. The creature turned coal black eyes at him, nostrils flaring as it gave a menacing snort, and then--
And then--
And then it charged. Frozen to the spot, the child gave a sharp cry of horror as it began to run, limbs trembling as he forgot how to move. What should he do, what should he do?