Shimmering Sands kill well and often

"yeah if you get stuck like that you'll be even uglier," lionel tittered on the tail of knaven's words. he was annoyed that neither of them seemed to have acknowledged the gnawing of his ever-present hunger. his brother was moving off, and the stag glanced his way once before trying to nip for bijou's nape a second time.
"guess we'll have to eat the weakest," he declared, expecting her to knock him flat even as he tried to preemptively avoid that sort of humiliation.