Wapun Meadow rosewater & bloodstains

coyotes were foolish beasts who relied upon opportunity; the dodge of it away from aventus' lunge caught merrick's hungry anger. fangs bared he whiplashed toward the thing, remembering how the bones of the first had ground to nothing beneath his jaws.
he struck against its ribcage with bruising force. a scream echoed against the side of the heedless mountain-range, and the bear-king snapped again.
a glut of crimson arcing; he stepped back and shot a dilated stare toward his son.
take all that you wish
despite its wounds the coyote was prepared to drag them both into another run, and the ursus wolf did not pause, driving in for another snap as he shoved the creature toward the bruin-jaw.