King Elk Forest Night Sky

Oh, that’s just the worst!

The animal continued to struggle beneath her, fighting and screeching for life. In reality it only took Tivona several seconds to spring into action [to bring about the wounded boar’s death], but it felt as if it were a lifetime. The grey girl came out of Olive’s periphery and lunged forward, sinking deadly ivories into the plump creatures throat. The hold Olive had on its shoulder caused it to wretch and convulse towards her, easily exposing the tender flesh of it’s neck to it’s second assailant. At that point, it resisted no longer and welcomed the sweet release of death, falling limp between the jaws of the humanist sisters. 

With the blood spilled across the autumn ground and weight of a lifeless body, Olive felt secure enough to relinquish her hold upon they prey. She gently laid the corpse on the ground and regarded the bloodied and distressed scene in front of her. Not all had gone according to plan, but still the creature had received a quicker and less painful death than most. Olive lifted her viridian gaze to Tivona and huffed from exertion.