Lycanthropy And How to Survive It

[Ganymedes]

Ganymedes got to their feet and snarled, clawing at the ground. This stupid cow was unrelenting! But he couldn't let his prize go...

But maybe Matchsticks was right. They could flee momentarily and return when the bull went back to its herd. Or they could wittle down its stamina and try and outrun the stupid thing. Unlike the bull, they could make quick turns, and was much more nimble than it. They had to try.

Darting to the side, the wolf missed the bull, the horns flying safely past their tail. Though with his focus on the beast, he missed the spot of mud near the dead cow's throat, where blood had mixed with damn dirt to create a slippery spot. Their front paw slid and they went down with a snarl, face hitting the ground.

It had hurt, but not enough to deter them, so they got up and turned, ready for whatever the bull decided to do next.

Matchsticks
Dodge.

Rolling 1d20: 3