Larksong Grotto as we cross the empty skies

BWP: the one where yer character gets whumped by a prey animal

”Ptthhhhhhhhhhht!” She whispered, hoping the sound would catch Mulherin’s attention. She’d been out on patrol when she saw the boy’s tracks heading outside the pack’s boundaries. Nearby, she’d scented moose, and she worried the boy might wander too close. They needed to get out of there before they were spotted.

A bull moose grazed nearby. Too large a for for both of them, and from the way it rubbed its massive antlers against the nearby trees, it was trying to shed some of its velvet, which hung in great, bloody strips. 

The wind shifted, and the moose’s head lifted. ”Go! Now!” Lilia urged as the bull flared its nostrils, lowered its head and charged almost blindly in their direction. Lilia slipped forward between them, barking, to distract the angered creature, snapping to entice it in her direction.

The bull moose turned, but with a flick of its head it caught her by the flank and sent her flying high into the air.