Overture Downs winds of east

old bull courted their death, and sun eater lunged to mete out its first bite.

whiplash muscles tore hard into the side of the brawny neck, ripping the animal sideways. sun eater released his hold a second before razored antlers sliced sidelong to grab him;

darting left, he led the bull after him. its pain-crazed bellows shattered the air with thunderous force, tines slamming into the hard earth and raking clods to life in a strained arc.

here was the danger, anguished prey facing energetic predator; here overconfidence had killed many a caribou boy.

but sun eater was no youth on his first hunt; he tucked space between he and the bull as he circled, circled, his straight spine to morwenna.