Morningside Cuesta here be dragons

She did not know the precise moment when the stag passed over the line that marked the end of life, but it happened, and the beast lay still. She paused her tearing, warm meat in her stomach and satisfaction in her gaze, and let a blood-fringed grin fall onto her muzzle as she peered at Kieran, opposite herself. Satisfaction gleamed through her expression as she howled for the pack, before giving a writher of her tail and digging into the warm stomach contents before her, pleased with their success.  
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