Hideaway Strath Firestorm

The two valiant wolves at his side slowly but surely chips away at this deers defenses. She’s going down soon and as Nyra bites viciously at the poor animals legs, he watches the midnight woman sip around and lunge multiple times. She misses only a few bites before it seems like she’s got a good enough hold on the deers throat. 

He smirks, knowing this would be the doe’s last moments and he snaps and pulls at its flesh on its soft underbelly — exactly where he was pulling before. Then in a blink of an eye she’s screaming and her organs are flowing out of her disgustingly. She would most definitely hit the ground by now. With Nyra on her legs, Whrist at her throat, and Donovan able to successfully spill her guts she falls to the ground. Never to get back up again. Though don’t be mistaken, she’s definitely not dead yet.