Altar of Twilight Eyes that fire and sword have seen

mal gave the doe a good bite, but still she fought on, the stubborn old lady. even bleeding from several places, and worn from the rigors of life, she still was formidable. aditya leapt once more into the fray, racing up along her other side. he slammed his body once more against hers, this time catching a hoof on a rear thigh, dangerously close to his groin.

thank god she missed that one.

he began to worry at her flanks, nipping, trying to wear her out. try again! he said to the boy, words bursting through panted breath. go for her throat—that's her weakest point! easier said than done, true, but he could feel the deer beginning to slow. they would have her soon enough.

rolled a fail; otherwise i would have just brought her down D: