Ankyra Sound soul salvage

together they were strong.

forged in the blood they brought forth from the animal.

she would not tell him these things. never. he did not deserve to hear her praise his work or expose her weakness in her voice. he had already seen her sinew form, healing from the disaster brought upon sapphique.

that too had not been for his eyes but —

she bit, hard and fast. the neck crushed between her jaws. for if her legs were not as strong as they once were, she still had teeth. svalinn holding it beneath while she drowned it in its own death. there would be plenty provided from this one hunt.

yet she felt the rolling waves of exhaustion already from the exertion.

quickly pulled away from the freshly dead doe to slump down into a seat. gaze still heavy and strong upon him, even as she sought to rest for a moment.