Chimera Fields All the fear and the fire

The rumble drew her gaze back to the brute. 

"Fine work."

A nod, a hum, and then: Indeed. The bout of exhaustion had her mind working in steps. 

And then her gaze fell upon their kill. Frost from the night evaporated into a faint fog under the burning gaze of the waking sun. There was no reason to wait any longer before helping themselves to a warm, fresh meal. 

Her eyelids lowered, seemingly closed, as she mouthed the two words of her prayer. She took a step forward. Her teeth sought the wounds she had made to dig her way to the treasure of the chest.