Horizon Ridge Calmness is the cradle of power.

Julooke's side heaved with her breathes as she matched her gait with the deer's, her head just beside the back leg. As the deer ran and outstretched it, Julooke's jaws opened and grabbed onto it, shutting with a firm grip. She dug her paws into the earth and jerked her head hard, bringing the deer to a halt, though it continued to struggle. She confirmed Ragnar had a hold of their meal before she let the leg go, jumping quickly to the deer's head. She would not prolong this any more than she had to.

She jumped, aiming for the throat, her jaws latching on. The deer continued to kick and throw its head, but Julooke hung on, her agile body equipped to deal. She let her weight bear on the throat, and the deer threw its head back. It was a fatal mistake as her throat was torn open and blood came pouring out. Julooke lost hold and came down on her paws, but was quickly grabbing back on as the deer fell to her side. Just moments later, her life was over. Julooke sat back on her haunches, taking a moment to catch her breath. She looked over to Ragnar with a grin on her face, Thanks for helping, she said. I don't think I could have taken her down without you, she confessed. She would have done her best, but she knew before Ragnar showed up that the odds were against her.