Boartusk Heights And if you were my little girl

post 300 for you!

kynareth seemed to toy with the thing as if it were not capable of dealing its own death. teya was riveted, flinching in mingled horror and amusement as the man struck their quarry. the boar had not so much as noticed the little raven, and so she crept forward at an irascible gallop and bit for the straining shoulder.
her jaw ached at once, unaccustomed to the hard hide; teya sliced once and then leapt away, licking her teeth as much for the burst of crimson as the pain which had exploded through her gumline.
she dodged back quickly, avoiding the lethal dance of kynareth and boar as she readied her next attack.