Dawnlark Plains XV

augur bit and sliced. he sawed his giant head back together. he became aware of buffalo hunter's breath, how it strangled in her throat.

the wolf yanked backward and cut deeper and deeper and deeper, until something gave and his muzzle was washed with a reddened wave. it slickened his jaws. the bison's voice was hoarse and it sank to one knee, still defiant.