Fox's Glade boniface

me too!

the seal hunter was silent as he descended after the man. each step was sure, each murderous in its own right, and his berrybright eyes were a stabbing glow on the man as they finally were shown to one another.
do not let his teeth score you, but chakliux was lunging. let the monster draw blood! he would wear the marks of those fangs home to his wives.
his jaws cut for the shoulder, fast and harsh.