Dragoncrest Cliffs o, tempora! o, mores!

when she comes to, Haunt is gone, and Erzulie wrestles with the doe.

she staggers to her paws and leaps forward, back into the fray, striking the deer's jugular with snapping teeth. blood spurts them both, and the panicked animal begins to slow.

after a few breathless moments, the deer sags to the ground, its heaving sides falling finally still.

for her part, Avicus inhales in gasps, desperately trying to clear the black spots in her vision. she blinks, muzzle coated with blood, and looks 'round. where. . .? she asks faintly, seeking the other young woman's pale form.

but their meal awaits, and she steps back, bowing her head toward Erzulie in a gesture for Sapphique's leader to dine first.