Hideaway Strath Firestorm

She could tell Whrist and Donovan both just wanted to eat, get this damn deer on the ground. 
It couldn't be more obvious with how quickly they both lunged as soon as the three of them were in position.

The doe started, trying to prance away from the flashing fangs coming for her. Nyra was quick to fall in, helping push the deer away from her herd and into the open - alone, and vulnerable. 
At Kynareth's teeth the doe bellowed, though her flesh did not tear the way he wanted, where her guts would fall out...he still left a significant rip in her side, blood blooming around the pale brown of her coat.

Nyra would attack soon after, snapping and biting at her injured hoof in efforts to get the deer to trip over herself. The pale monolith would do everything in her power.