Broken Antler Fen Even if the stars and moon collide

Kalita joins her in severing the throat, Brandy still gripping as hard as she can at its jugular. It goes limp, and the copper yearling pants harshly in both excitement and from the run; she doesn't move from where she is crouched, but turns with a grin to the other girl. This is someone she hasn't met, but they were clearly a wolf of a fen - and someone her age, the fire legged girl noticed - and Brandy breathes out a reply.

                       "Not bad at all... I'm Brandy!"