Sun Mote Copse Promises Kept

slight pp here. as always, let me know if you'd like to to change something <3

Blood flowed freely from her wound, but it was not so deep nor in such a terrible position that she was concerned. It matted her fur along with the blood of the doe, whose throat Ragna opened with little ceremony. It jerked and writhed as its lifeblood drained from it in waves, each desperate pump of its heart sending it quicker to its end. With Giana's strike to the back of its neck, the light of life fled from its eyes. Still the heart beat, its blood rushing into the the shallows and over Ragna's paws. Her face and chest were stained crimson, her paws a lighter color by the blood mingled water. Their hunt was over. Ragna's breaths came in quick, her heart slowing as the adrenaline fled from her.

We must take it to the cache, she said simply, and found a grip on the dead deer and began to tug it from the waters.