Sun Mote Copse Missed Steps

edited! this obviously major PP is with permission

The stink of fear and piss grew every more prevailing with every stalking step she took, until finally Ragna came upon the trespasser. It was a soft, large wolf, yet she cowered and sniffled. Ragna arrived in time to hear Giana question the woman, but felt she had no time for questioning. This was twice, now, that a wolf had crossed her borders. Ragna's lips peeled back as she materialized from between the trees, her hackles raised and eyes aflame. Get up, she ordered the whimpering fool. Get up or die.

She looked to Giana, whose dominant posture lacked the coiled aggression Ragna's held. Last time she had deferred to Arunik'ra. This time she would take control of the situation herself. Go rouse Arunik'ra. We will go to the shrine, Ragna said. If the trespasser was going to be a sacrifice to Molech, then they would need a priestess, wouldn't they?

Yet the fool girl would not move, no matter how Ragna snapped and growled. Move or die, she repeated, this time an ultimatum. Ragna nipped at the girl's flanks and received no response but whimpers. She grasped the girl's scruff and tried to haul her up, for though she herself had given the ultimatum, she had no great desire to kill the poor fool. Yet even this rough treatment had no effect, the girl was frozen with fear.

When last she had been with Giana, she had ripped open the throat of a doe. And so Ragna did the same, ripping the girl's neck roughly and jerking her head, her teeth rending flesh until the fool's lifeblood pumped from the ragged wound. And so she stood, chest heaving with the gravity of what she had just done, and watched the light fade from the girl's eyes.

Eyes flashing, chest sticky with blood, she turned to Giana. Help me move her, she said. It was a request, not a demand.