Swiftcurrent Creek A hunter beats beneath my breast

Jace watched as Tuwawi grabbed the rear of the doe and with a quick run and a snap of his jaws he held the jugular vein fast and with a growl born of primal instinct he bit down hard feeling the skin and muscle give way and blood leak into his mouth he pulled her to the ground being sure to mind he did not hurt Tuwawi or put the doe on top of his hunting partner and there he held fast until the struggles of the doe became sluggish and poor and she was silent and the light blinked from her eyes. He backed up blood dripping from his maw and his body thrumming with adrenaline and energy he bowed his head to Tuwawi for her to eat first. She was higher ranking, and female.

He sat down and worked at cleaning the blood from his muzzle and the small splashes that had adorned his paws.