Blackfoot Forest and dawn comes

can move stark to the end of posting order so meleys can go again before he dies!!

blackfell does not speak. he does not need to. gjalla’s justice is absolute, and his role is simple—executioner.

when stærk thrashes, spits his venom, blackfell does what he was made to do. he silences him. the moment gjalla’s claws steal his final eye, blackfell’s grip tightens. his fangs sink deeper into the wretch’s scruff, grinding against bone, shaking him like the useless carcass he already was.

he does not stop there.

as stærk spews his last curse, blackfell wrenches him sideways, slamming his ruined body into the earth as gjalla and meleys swarm him.

again.

again.

a wolf does not need his eyes to scream.

he feels the brittle snap of ribs, the wet gurgle of breath drowning in blood. gjalla will have the final blow—her right. but blackfell will ensure the bastard knows what it is to be prey before he dies.

the raven caws above them.