Dawnlark Plains Rush

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Reyson felled their prey. Zahir did not even wait for him to dispatch it; she fell upon the doe, sharp teeth tearing its stomach wide open. Entrails spilled and the doe thrashed feebly for a few moments, before she bled out — Zahir was eating before the doe had stopped. Blood dripped from her maw, and growled as she ate, more out of instinct than anything else. Bloodred eyes looked to Reyson. "You have my... appreciation."