Chimera Fields apollonius

ah, success! she nearly takes a hoof to the skull and feels the whoosh of air near her left ear. but the deer is turning, turning, and it turns its desperate path toward where she'd left Karst.

the two thunder out the trees and onto open ground once more, the red girl doggedly at the deer's flank, nipping, cajoling.

the boy is in sight. kill! Avicus commands, hoping he will take the signal and use his bulk to trap the deer between them, her fangs at the rear, his fangs at the throat.

her stomach is growling.

the impossible is suddenly possible. . .