Sawtooth Spire The Stories of the Sunspire Mountains

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Running after Moonshadow, Spruce made his way up to the doe. He saw that she was struggling to find a good place to attack. "Moonshadow, grab the thigh! I'll go towards the neck!" Spruce said.

Not waiting for Moonshadow, he sprinted over and leapt straight up towards the neck of the deer. He could feel the neck muscle and tissue rip apart as he sank his massive canines into its flesh. What he didn't realize though, was that they were still really close to the edge of the cliff. The doe being afraid, kicked wildly and twisted its neck which knocked off Spruce off. Spruce flew in the air landing only a couple of inches away from the edge of the cavern. One of his hind legs slipped off, but he was able to keep the rest of his footing.

"You are one nasty little bugger, aren't you?" He muttered to himself. 

The deer was now bleeding out, exhausted from the excursion. It looked like it needed one more bite to finish it off. He yelled out to Moonshadow "Looks like it just needs one more bite! You got this?".

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