Dawnlark Plains Why are you sitting at home on the floor?

Satisfaction filled him as the scent of blood reached his nose. The World Eater could feel the hunger pushing him toward her.

The wolf was swift, though. It turned moments after it had been struck and began to run. The blood from the wound left a fine trail in the snow. The World Eater followed it hungrily. His paws sunk into the cold winter blanket until they found earth, pushing him forward.

Even with her injury, the wolf was gaining speed and putting space between herself and the monster that threatened her life.