Chimera Fields lost landscapes, lit by flowers and crystal cascades

one final snarl from iiana sealed the doe's fate as her fangs sunk and tore into the doe's neck. the foul taste of iron invaded her senses, and the once struggling doe now lay lifelessly. the herd had gather far ahead, continuing on despite the loss.

the hazel coated wolf plopped onto the grass with a pant, but she smiled at the catch. hah! good work.. she spoke through breaths before standing. now how in the world they were going to drag this deadweight back to the territory, iiana had no clue.