Greatwater Lake leg bones

Her strike had the opposite of the desired effect. Grinning wickedly, the gray wolf ground his teeth, quickly snapping several of the bones in her tail. If it was a scream he wanted, it was a scream he got. A flock of crows rose restlessly from a nearby tree as it reverberated across the lake, a terrible, wrenching sound.

Speaking of wrenching, she realized her tail was a near total loss and that her only chance of escape was to yank what was left from his mouth and run for her life. With another horrible scream, Dauntless leaped away from him. She felt the flesh and muscle tear around the splintered bones. But she also felt lightness as her body abruptly divorced from her tail and she tugged free from his grasp.

Gasping for breath, Dauntless dug her heels into the ground and began to run. She glanced over her shoulder to see half her tail in his mouth and the rest a shredded, bloodied stump flapping behind her. Much more concerned about her life than her fresh amputation, she faced forward and began to pound around the lake in an effort to escape.