Whitebark Stream the black sea

sivaak growls low, breath hissing in the cold air.

blood spatters the snow as she lunges in, seizing a flailing leg. she twists sharply, snapping bone. the doe kicks, singing a note of agony into the winter chill. her breath a visible cloud as it exits her bloodying mouth. front legs collapsing as she fights for balance.

the doe kicks wildly, struggling to rise. snow flies as sivaak digs in, holding firm to keep it grounded. sivaak jerks her head, pulling the doe further off balance, blood painting the snow beneath them.