Ravensblood Forest Welcome To My Crib

Donovan sprints into action along side the other wolf. They both hurdle towards the poor animal, a surprised scream emits from the deer and her gangly legs clumsily try their best to run from the great predators. While she has lost her spots from infancy, one can tell she’s definitely not full grown, perhaps a sub adult at most. Therefore, she’s not as fast, or feisty, as a full grown deer.

So they’re able to close in on her relatively easy. His his muscles shift beautifully beneath his thinning coat as he speeds up beside her. Instantly he takes the opportunity to try and snatch up her right hind leg in his dangerous jaws. Shredding through her muscle and skin she’s definitely unable to run as accurately. She stumbling, then in a matter of seconds she’s tumbling to the ground a symphony of distressed noises ripping from her throat. A beg for mercy. It’s sad, for they have none to give.