After about an hour, they flushed a deer. It was a young buck, antler buds still in velvet. He rushed from their path and Janice sprinted after him, giving it no opportunity to get far With a howl, she pounced and bore the buck down with her weight. She bashed one of its forelimbs with a clenched paw, and felt the bones snap under her blow The buck sounded his pain. Gripping one of the flailing hind limbs with one hand, she held the beast down with the other. A tug and a twist and she ripped its hind leg free.