Thundering Giants

Despite her responsibilities in the pack Venom was eager to take a trip on her own. Her mother wasn’t eager about the trip but she wasn’t about to stop her. So the young princess went south, eager for her first solo adventure. The white gloved she wolf made her way without incident, which was a good thing. She wanted to explore and see the world, she didn’t have time for conflict.

The day progressed, the young Klein goddess felt the weight of her journey as her stomach growled. She wasn’t an excellent hunter but she was good enough to keep herself fed, however the scent of a fresh kill was enough to lure the Ashen yearling forward. The carcass was broken and bent at the base of the tree, and Venom was completely unsure how it had gotten there. She found no scent of predator near the deer which was odd in and of itself. However the girl’s stomach was more forceful than the mystery and she quickly dove in.

When the girl was finished was when her royal purple eyes fell on the killer. A bird larger than any Venom had ever seen stood proudly within the sunlight. The blood stained yearling couldn’t help her curiosity as she stared at the magnificent creature.