Honeyed Pasture one false prayer wielding blasphemy

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The stranger was unable to use her distraction to his advantage. She watched his teeth slide down the coyote's tail with a look of disgust; she did not envy the creature. But her pity stopped there—it wasn't enough to make her want to spare his life, especially now. He was better off dead at this point. 

The coyote's panicked attempt at escaping gave her an opportunity, and Simmik took it; she lunged forward and snatched the canine by the back of its neck, her teeth sinking into flesh. Once she was sure she had good hold, she threw her head from side to side, the animal's screeching filling the air as she injured it further.