Big Salmon Lake Powder form wherever demons manifest

Permission to break post order given by Sparx.

Her grip slipped free and she was thrown aside into the shallow water, while Sarah thrashed, desperate for escape. Save for just a small cut on her cheek and a few bruised ribs, Tzila had come out of this fight no worse for wear. As Sarah tore away from Black Hat and made one last dash for freedom, she leapt to her paws. 

She bounded after the retreating form of the female, jaws snapping with the promise of rendering more flesh. Scarlet hackles bristled, tail upright triumphantly. There was little point in pursuing her any further. Together she and Black Hat had drove her away from the carcass and made their point. If she was lucky, she would survive with the injuries she sustained. If not, then a weakling like her would be culled. Huffing, Tzila turned away to reunite with the band who rightfully laid claim to the moose.