Two Rivers Isle the art of survival

Sad to see Germanicus leaving the game. D:

Entrusting the male had his state of affairs handled regarding the buck, her peripherals only saw a blurred figure dash to her side. The stag was visibly conflicted with the two lunging toward them, noting that in mere milliseconds it decided to retreat at the presence of two wolves launching toward them. Whatever would happen with the patriarch would be left to the grayed male to deal with, for her opportunity was now wide open to hone in for the kill.
 
The female was able to get a considerable distance forward to attempt to run, though the favored leg did not work in its favor at all. Bolting forward in a dash, Zsuzsa leaped to reach for the female, clinging onto the deer’s hips in an attempt to drag it down with her weight. Teeth sank into the upper thigh of the doe, a blurting cry coming from the deer as its surrender was rather unclimactic and quick. It may have been easy to drag down but now it was violently kicking beneath her, attempting to give a final fight.