Sunset Valley you don't make a deal to become immortal with angels

*drops tiny awkward post*

It isn’t long before the two wolves come close enough together and she remains in long strides. The mother forfeits her offspring and takes long last dash forward, the distance between she and the other growing. There’s a wail to the child, shrill, and surges Thuringwethil forward a few extra leaps and bounds. She pays little attention to the others, for now, as she closes in and snags her jaws around the back leg of the youngster. The animal falters and her legs lock up, slowing the exhausted creature down. With her lock on the back leg, the front end still flails and screams and tries to get away but she’s careful not to let up yet in hopes the straggler of a wolf has a similar idea and stop the flailing from the other side.