Blacktail Deer Plateau The end of the end of the end.

Viciously scrubbing her face, she blinked against the sting of blood in her eyes. Water pooled in her dark optics in response, allowing her to make out the silhouette of Bells and the wolves attacking her as she squinted against the tears. Her freckled face was left fearsome - masked with scarlet blood - as she charged back into the fray. Her pack mates had injured the tetrapod further and it looked like Kavik's onslaught was the beginning of the end for the powerful caribou.

Liri weaved amongst her pack mates, some who had stumbled back as she had and others who were still engaging the northron creature, circling around to the caribou's front. Grezig and Kavik had the creature's front legs - right at the tender junction between shoulder and foreleg - but the ungulate's throat was wide open on account of the sweeping antlers Bells had been retaliating with. The caribou was too distracted by the attacks on her legs - bellowing loudly in pain - to defend her vulnerable jugular. Liri leapt, mustering as much strength as she could with her hind legs despite the streak of pain that flared up her bad leg. The Alpha's jaws clenched shut around the caribou's throat as she dangled - her teeth clicking and her jaws smashing together so hard, she thought they might break. 

The leader hung on desperately, prepared to be tossed around by the reindeer but determined not to let go before it could be weakened further. Her teeth ground in deeper bit by agonizing bit, slippery,  coppery blood sliding between the seam of her mouth and Bells's neck to drip onto the wolves below.