Blackfeather Woods Hunter's Duty

He nodded, accepting his roll. Mikasi examined his target before slithering away to get to its front. The job assigned to him was good enough and he would carry it out the best he could.

  As he neared the beast, he popped out in front of it, snarling and snapping his teeth towards it. It was a flight or fight situation for the doe and with its broken leg, the only option was fight. It tried its best rearing its hooves at him, however its crippled body wouldn't put much power behind it.