The Hollows
Hunt thread
08-14-2019, 08:07 PM
The hunt was going well! Rosemary's strategizing had placed them in ideal locations to thwart their quarry. Lucretia kept up at the rear, nipping at the stallion's heels to drive him forward into their trap. Her partner seemed to have difficulty dealing with the rising sun - his eyes were narrowed against the light as if it pained him. No matter. Perhaps they would get a chance to chat after the hunt. Rose handily brought the zebra down, but it was intent on struggling. There was a ferocious will to live within the beast that she respected immensely. It was a shame that it had to die here. Once it fell heavily, Lucretia darted in nip at the beast's lower limbs, hoping to sever a tendon. As her jaws found their way around its lower limb, she heard an ugly crunch. The zebra screamed a guttural cry and she felt blood flood her mouth. Its hooves flailed less wildly as its strength began to drain. |