Morningside Cuesta here be dragons

A blur that could only be Kieran raced towards the stag, grabbing hold. As soon as he planted his jaws, Dawn too moved; not for the neck, but for the limbs. She darted among the hooves, fangs flashing as she worried the stag's ankles, and finally twisting her muzzle to grab hold of a forelimb and give a wild tug. It's knees buckled, and it fell, immediately, desperately trying to rise again. She flashed forward, tearing at its underbelly with ivory fangs, intestines poking through the wild gashes she created, as, added greatly by Kieran, the stag began to quickly tire.