Wild Berry Meadow you win or you die

her gaze was wide with the shock and the pain of it all, the boy the boy's fangs tore deeper, to rip and tear. the pain inflicted by the ivory blades ripping into her flesh was akin to getting ripped apart, and no longer could she stand it. gracelessly, panic driving her actions, she tore away wildly, leaving a good deal of blood and flesh behind. maw opening in a silent scream, she could do not but turn tail and simply run, forgoing thought in favour of instinct, which currently screamed only to escape. and that she did, adrenaline dulling her pain and lending fire to her steps, running so quickly that her stomach slunk low above the snow, limbs stretched out in wild frenzy.