[the scent of blood has its attention, but so do the chains from the same source as freshly-spilled blood. the wolf has a choice to make all three heads making a quick decision, before it turns itself towards the fresh blood, much closer than the other source. nevermind the loud, unnatural rattling noises, when they've slowed down.
and it runs, full-tilt, as if its thin body doesn't even stop it. it's a hungry beast out for food, and it will snap its jaw closed the moment it's close enough to its target-- only to stop at the last moment when it no longer smells fresh blood from the target it was aiming for, but rather ice. all three heads shake themselves to their shared tail in confusion.]
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and it runs, full-tilt, as if its thin body doesn't even stop it. it's a hungry beast out for food, and it will snap its jaw closed the moment it's close enough to its target-- only to stop at the last moment when it no longer smells fresh blood from the target it was aiming for, but rather ice. all three heads shake themselves to their shared tail in confusion.]