Ravensblood Forest Is where you go to rest your bones

One of his hind feet connected and her grip relaxed enough to let him wrench free. He wished he could say he hit the ground running, though he collapsed momentarily. It was only for the space of a deep breath or two, but that’s how quickly life could come to an end sometimes.

Her teeth found him again, digging much harder into the base of his skull. In his panic, Yeet screamed, “YOLO!” It would be his last word, as the pressure built and severed something critical between the base of his skull and his spine, the she-wolf yeeting his spirit into the next life as his body went immediately limp.