[center:1cky7ov9]One of the stakes came loose, freeing Philip's left arm. He tore it free of the ground, whipping his arm around to pull others loose. He may not be a big, tasty meal after all. With a kick of his hind legs, the stakes holding his hinds in check were ripped from the turf. There was no time to remove the trailing ropes from his limbs, he was already loping towards the tree.
A sudden burst caused him to skid and side step away, his eyes wide as they set upon the mostrous creature that smelled heavily of blood. It seemed sickeningly familiar yet so alien at the same time. Philip's ears pressed back before he scrambled beneath the tree. He glanced up at Liebe, checking if she was OK.
The chestnut froze as Bax set his eyes on him. Snorting, the chestnut broke and ran, fleeing the scene. He was not being eaten by this thing.[/center:1cky7ov9]