Big Salmon Lake [m] Fresh out of an icky gooey womb

Tonravik joined him. With her teeth crushing and successfully disabling one leg, Kero took the opportunity to reposition his teeth on the fawn's opposite leg. Jaws met and he crushed it, right at the bend in its knee, successfully crippling the deer further. Both hind legs? Gone. The deer's powerful hindquarters were out of commission which aided in allowing them to drag it back to the shore.

It still fought. Still kicked with its front limbs. They felled it and Kerosene hovered over the animal. He lifted his head, dodging a blow when his nose caught foreign scent of copper and something else. A little distracted at the moment, he ignored it and lowered his head, moving in to steal this fawn's windpipe and rob it both air and the ability to keep screaming.

There. Silence. And stillness. He stepped around the carcass and ravaged the corpse with his own teeth.