Sequoia Coast i'm not like them, but i can pretend.

oh but dalia was not fast. lithe, perhaps, but certainly not quick. but she did her best, and she did what was needed of her.

when velen struck, dalia was a pace or two behind him. her own fangs found pursuit around the other side of the bull, a low growl echoing in her throat as blood pooled in her own jaws. together, they weakened it slowly, though dalia still hoped they would be enough to take it down entirely. she snapped at it still alongside belen and rannveig.