Dragoncrest Cliffs the world's grave. not ours.

She was shoved violently aside almost immediately.  She was blinded by both rage and grief and did not fight with caution.  Her only design was to kill.  She'd never been this angry... last time they met, desperation had guided her.  There was none now.

So she hurled herself again... and again... and again.  Her blood spattered the sand, dripping from gashes on her forehead... her sides... her withers.

But her jaws finally caught their mark.  She knew others had joined, but she ignored them completely.  It was only she and Shardik, her jaws closing on his throat.... tearing.  He ripped her from him and she took a piece with her as she fell, slammed with rattling force into the sand.