Redhawk Caldera Another Cookie for the Jar

Somnia kept tearing at its neck until it stopped moving altogether. She heard Tempest say, "Ouch." Somnia grimaced as she felt her side ache a little. It probably wasn't nearly as bad as Tempest, who had received most of the kicks. "You alright?" Somnia asked as she was already sniffing Tempest with her nose in her fur, searching for any major injuries. "We do have an aspiring healer, Ashton, should you need him."

At least they had brought it down. Food was getting scarcer, and this was a lucky chance that didn't come often. Had the deer not been injured, it was likely that they wouldn't have caught it.