Ravensblood Forest And if you long to never die

The noise obviously catches their attention and Simmik takes the opportunity to rush forward. They’re terrified, black eyes widen in fear as they shift their gangly legs into action. They’re fast, quickly approaching Donovan’s hidden form — he will strike when the time is ready. Until then, Simmik continues to herd them closer, snapping at the deers leg. Surely that drew blood, for he can smell it in the air now.

Then as they grow closer he readies himself, body coiled tightly like a snake ready to strike. In no time Donovan is pouncing out, definitely spooking the animals at his sudden appearance. They scream in surprise, one gives a noise filled with pain rather than fear. Running forth, he stretches himself to snatch up the neck of the fawn. It’s an easy catch and instantly he’s able to take her to the ground. Not dead yet, it screams, hopefully the mother doesn’t come to its rescue, or she’ll beat the fuck out of them.