The pack of bear hounds ran through the thick forest in long, stretching leaps, their motion a combination of frenetic excitement and smooth, conditioned ease. This was what they were bred for, and what they lived for. The leaf canopy was so dense that at times only a half-light, a sort of dusky murk, penetrated to the forest floor where the hounds ran. Their chorus of howls and yowls was all that kept them connected to the hunters who lagged fa…