Greatwater Lake as if i myself had no voice

she flanked him, and merrick drew a great amount of strength from the shadow’s presence, she who had been birthed from the forest and had not left him as so many others before.
surely in time she would; for now he would relish the snap of her jaws, even as his own rent a large wound in the breast of the insouciant waterfowl.
to and fro he shook the feathered devil, splitting it between the grasp of himself and the girl, until at last its entrails trailed loosely in the water and he came away panting, smirking.