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The bark almost had her lose focus; almost. Instead, she recovered quickly, glancing sidelong at the woman who slipped into place beside her, grabbing the other rear leg. The goat screamed shrilly, perhaps realizing it's time was up, as it finally slowed to a struggling stop. Moving quickly now, flashing a grin at the girl but hardly having time to be grateful yet, Dawn released her hold and threw herself atop the thing, fangs finding its lifeblood and clamping down like a trap. The ewe bucked beneath her, but Dawn held on grimly, waiting until the life were to finally fade from it.

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When it did, Dawn turned to the girl, glint in her eye as she thanked the other, glad to have avoided being dragged down a mountain. Offering to divvy up the carcass, they split amicably after a few words, Dawn with a meal to return to her comrades with.