Meadowlark Prairie my face turned pale as deadly pale

gonna say this is the last round; mild powerplay <3

a swelling pride engulfed relmyna as maegi struck first blood and swerved with the cow. flanked by the dark northerner, the listener surged forward to lash open the elk's other side; a bellow and a slowing confirmed her mark. emboldened, relmyna swept forward again, and this time her slender jaws closed on the cow's ankle, a tooth severing the hamstring there.
the hunt was over; it was only a matter of minutes before the quarry was downed, and the snapping teeth of blackfeather ensured that.
in time, relmyna lifted her bloodstained muzzle to lead the wolves in a call that reverberated across the plains. they were present, fierce, inexorable. may the gods bless them.