Beneath a Bloodred Sky (IVORY RIDGE)

Rœkia swore repeatedly under her breath as she raced along the canyon floor, Wolf soaring above her. Of all the luck! She could feel blood starting to pool between her shoulder blades but she didn't dare stop as she raced back to the cavern she'd been using as a makeshift den, resting up before the push to the scrap. Racing inside she found her pack and grinned up at her magpie companion, Wolf. "It simply isn't fair Wolf, my love, these brutes and their muscle beating up on little old me. How barbaric. I think it's time to even the odds…" She reached a paw in and rolled out the jar with a dying poison dart frog. They wanted to play… fine, then she was game!

Rœkia didn't get out another thought before a burst of pain in her left hind leg and a resounding crack caused her to scream as she was dragged from the densite.

"Speech"