Panther Park there's a humming in the restless summer air

a wave come to break against rock shore; the male erupts in their path. artemis veers to the left, though does not immediately continue her attack on the creature. the pair collide, momentum coming to sudden, decisive halt as they struggle, and fall. light on her paws, arrow searching for its mark, the huntress waits until the mess of limbs and bloodied fur that is her mark and her partner still. 

when the doe tries to rise, she moves. she flies for its neck. jaws seizing tightly the hollow where the lifeblood pumps. the strength in her lunge is enough to have the animal crash to the ground again; this time, not on top of the mountain. jaws tighten, tear, even as she forces her weigh to the animal's throat, pressing it into the earth. the well of blood, swift and sudden around her fangs is signal that she has breached the sinew and tissue protecting the jugular from the fangs of those who wish to rent it. limbs kick, wildly,  but slower now, and the cloven hoof that glances across her side contains barely enough strength to leave a bruise.