Big Salmon Lake A Moment Away

I like to roll hunt stuff, so here's hers!

Another hunt, another beast to fell — this one was not so strong, she could tell in its gait. It was likely old, or injured, and it was running straight into her, blind. She leapt from the underbrush with great power and accuracy; the mercenary woman caught it hard by the shoulder, and it was here that she dragged her weight back, slowing it. They would feast well, it was only minutes away.