Blacktail Deer Plateau Stop - Press Restart

It was over, before it ever truly began.

Nothing cut through wrath like the feeling of cold teeth, hot breath, against your throat.

Raleska's blood chilled, her fury abating. She slouched, ears pressed to her skull and the growl that had thundered from her throat cut short with a clap.

She waited with her breath held, cursing her own stupidity, cursing Rosencrantz, and cursing the whole god damn beach for ever existing.