King Elk Forest the sun goes down

Returning to his sworn duty as Neven's mighty shadow, Piety came surging up quickly behind her, and narrowed in on a brave doe rearing back to protect the hapless child. It was a misguided love -- egregious, even. A love that would leave her at the mercy of a charging bull-wolf, as she tried unsuccessfully to ward away the swift demon hounding her feeble fawn. Her intended foe dodged heartily, and before she could pose to strike again, the Montserrat opened smoky jaws to pierce her hindflesh like a hot knife into butter.

The doe bellowed and bucked, throwing off her attacker with fearful strength. Mind blanketed by flight, the deer turned to escape without another thought allowed to linger on what she was abandoning.

Piety recovered from the ground in almost the same instance. Bruised, but far from defeated. He rounded on Neven's position, and descended with the intention of helping her suffocate their bleating meal.