Redsand Canyon Blood Water

Sybol was chasing after the hunt now, he had to make sure he could see what was going on of course! You're gonna pay for that later! He whined slowing to a trot, listening to his subconscious for once. Then cringed as he heard a bone snap. "That sounds familiar." He muttered to himself, feeling slightly sick to his stomach. As he watched Zahir continue to gnaw on the goat's ankle. He supposed it made sense. Without his own ankle he was pretty disabled. The goat wouldn't get very far and would be pretty slow now, maybe he could even catch up now!