Stavanger Bay You Win or You Die

Back and forth. Back and forth. Both predator and prey wearing down in the effort. Arrluk too would offer his own blood sacrifice, as she seal took one solid bite into the crest of his chest, staining his white fur there in red. 

As it did this, Arrluk bit down on the back of its head at its spine. It weakened. It slowed. Eventually the battle had been won by the wolves. 

Arrluk sat back, taking a sudden flop on the sands as he heavily panted, front half soaked in the blood and salt of their efforts.