Meadowlark Prairie XXXV

damn theyre all so GOOD <3

red woman forged her target.

augur was a fine machine which moved easily on her mark.

wolverine was close to him. he saw the bunching of the animal's haunch and snorted for those near to fall back to his other side. the creature shrieked and tossed a panicked kick, though the speed kept.

long breaths swept through him. the great hunter moved to its shoulder. the muscles here were powerful. but the weakness of the winter paid in thinning hair.

then the panting, steaming muzzle, too high yet for his leap.

augur slammed hard into its ribcage then, teeth reaching to unravel blood and hair and skin from the straining shoulder. the horse stumbled, instinctively slowing though its panicked gallop continued.

the moment of flying snow cleared to show warbler and for a moment the ulfhedinn met their eye.