With puppyish fierceness Baree hung on.

He thought that he was killing.

He could feel the dying convulsions of Wapoos.

He could hear the last gasping breaths leaving the warm body, and he snarled and tugged until finally he fell back with a mouthful of fur.

When he returned to the attack, Wapoos was quite dead, and Baree continued to bite and snarl until Gray Wolf came with her sharp fangs and tore the rabbit to pieces.