Blacktail Deer Plateau the witching hour

when the amusing girl lashed toward their quarry, taltos was hot upon her heels. he too had seen the foolish way the ewe had moved away from the kids, and bore down upon the spotted one swiftly. its counterpart brayed an alarm, and lunged desperately away from the attacking pair, and the ewe, spooked, followed suit. however, lasher knew that she would not run for long before she veered to attempt a rescue of her charge.

nares flaring, paws pounding the earth, the man snapped for its straining haunch, but it was an almost playful gesture; he would leave first blood to finley.