Sun Mote Copse gunship politico

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eshamun ran as she had not yet in this land, the summer zephyrs buoying her gravid body. she was surprised at herself, that she could be so fleet, but the scent of blood rippled through the air, beating in the straining flank of the deer who desperately attempted to evade her. but her small white teeth snapped as the gentle pound of her packmates' paws filled her ears. 

a flash of red caught her eye - khalba. before them did spears of stone rear, and soon the doe's frightened flight slow; she paused to whirl upon her attackers, striking desperately with her delicate twiggish limbs. eshamun leapt aside, but the figure of khalba, beneath the adrenaline kiss veiling her vision, split twain, then thrice! four times! ragna, asherah, and arunik'ra appeared, and eshamun laughed breathlessly to see the malkaria gathered here to draw first blood this night.

it was a riotous moment that followed, rife with chaos and the snapping of wolves' jaws, but alongside her sister eshamun fell upon the carcass and devoured until her stomach was stretched with meat and her hunting sated.