Rising Sun Valley beneath this

listen i'm just along for the ride okay

the power of the bite resonated through sycamore's jaws as they slammed shut. immediately after, the girl landed a kick clean across his snout, nails digging deep enough to draw blood. the pain was momentarily blinding, giving her a window in which to flee without chase.

the intensity of the pain gradually fell. sycamore's eyes darted frantically as he tried to locate her, but it was dark. even with a coat as bright as hers, it would be difficult to pick her out. if she'd made it far enough, the girl might have come across a patch of snow, offering her further camoflauge.

sycamore cursed. he darted haphazardly out into the open, assuming that they would eventually cross paths.