Heron Lake Plateau improve his shining tusks

thanks for playing! rip nashoba lol

first one, then two, then three were upon her, ripping and tearing with everything they had. she never tasted flesh, too weak to even get a hold on just one of her attackers. instead, her knees buckled under their onslaught, the gash in her throat growing wider and wider as they attacked, blood a macabre fountain pouring from her jugular.

death came quickly, a crimson haze. here was nashoba, once a proud and noble--if sharp-tongued--woman, ripped to shreds like some common rogue. there had been a time where she would not have touched the idea of harming a pup, much less eating it, but, hey. . .tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis. desperation had driven her to mad measures, and now she had paid for it dearly, the most precious cost imaginable.

the struggles of her recent life had erased most of her memories, and nashoba had such little remembrance of the past that, in her last, gurgling gasps--the irony of being slaughtered by a pack she'd once called her own completely and utterly escaped her.