Otter Creek dream in red

The dark shade was privy to Caiaphas' scheme -- and she rebuked Caiaphas' advance with hooked teeth the wretch had no intention of being introduced to. Amekaze's teeth snapped and Caiaphas felt the wisp of cold air press against her bristled fur too close for comfort. With a shriek of delight she sprung back in the manner of a deranged gemsbok, crowing loudly as she hastily beat her retreat.

But she was not done -- the blood that pounded to her brain, laced with poisonous adrenaline, urged her to continue. With a skulk she trotted low to the ground around the dark phantom, her feral eyes intensely laid upon the felled beast. If she could not outwardly force Amekaze's hand into relinquishing her meal, perhaps she could harass her until the female relented.