Bearclaw Valley I just slip away and I am gone

the thing about fights is -- no matter the consequence, they are over in seconds.

a rush of cold air in the den; skoll as her savior, striking earp and sending him sideways.

astara saw out of the corner of her eyes avicus and a kick -- open mouthed, but she would survive. no horse hoof to the brain, this one -- he would die for that.

earp had turned his attention to the slender hound and it was then astara rose to her feet, lunging for a hock while her daughter went for throat.

the way things were going, this would be over in seconds -- earp's life over in seconds -- and yet, astara still saw red.