Larksong Grotto it's always you

Teeth remained clamped on a sinewy hock, paws scraping painfully over dirt and stone as she was dragged unceremoniously behind. While Satori's efforts had stalled the doe in her retreat, it was Faust's sheer power that brought an end to its life, his jaws finding their purchase on her throat.

Panting with the effort, the druid remained steadfast in her claim, quelling the deer's valiant struggles until they faded with exhaustion. A kick from her hooves would not kill, but still she wished to aid the warrior man from a blow to the shoulder. Yellow eyes flicked up to watch him work as her tail lashed in hungry determination - and maybe a little admiration.