Big Salmon Lake Powder form wherever demons manifest

She was growing impatient. Despite their combined efforts to drown this wolf to death, she kept on fighting. Anyone in their right mind would do so as well. Tzila wanted to end this now, and quickly. As Sarah shook her free and whirled around to barrel past them, knocking against her flank, leaving her winded for a split second. In days to come, her ribs would be sure, but that was hardly on her mind at the moment.

Wet and fueled by adrenaline, as Black Hat again went to force the female's head beneath the water, Tzila went in for a killing blow. She was done playing around. Her lips peeled back, pearly teeth aiming directly for the exposed side of her neck. Her target was the jugular vein, buried beneath muscle and flesh. She'd bite down hard if her aim was correct, and hope to bleed the wolf out in seconds.