Dawn Treader Valley Það svíður mig í augun

Prey and predator ran for life and for food. The huntress' focus was settled on maneuvering the ungulate over sprinting to hastily leave the first bite. 

Jaws clenched, Arnarkla ran to gradually cover the distance between them. 

With the river at their backs, the huntress sped to clamp her teeth on the elk's flank. She let herself get dragged a few steps before releasing her hold and darting away to continue the chase.