Golden Glade Alone

The day leading up to this had been uneventful; Domi was becoming quite bored with just how mundane it felt. She'd been able to snatch a squirrel from its nest, but that only held her over for so long. The smell of fresh blood drew her into a new territory, though she was disappointed to find that the sweet smell belonged to a girl, rather than a free meal. Hello? Domi called out, unsure of whether or not the stranger was even alive. She didn't look too alive, but even the shallowest of breaths were breaths nonetheless. It showed that she had a bit of fight in her, and that was something Domi respected.

There was no hesitation as Domi drew near and placed her snout gently into the girl's side, her neck, then against her snout. She wanted to know if there was a point in trying her luck, not that her luck was that good anyway, but she figured when someone was dying they could use all of the luck they could get. The smell of blood had become overwhelming; Domi looked up and found that there was a trail of blood behind the girl, all stemming back to an apparent wound on her backside. Goddamn, girlie, she breathed. It would be a miracle if this corpse had survived.