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*Resin* · 06-13-2020, 02:47 AM

All three did their part. Falling back was part of hunting and one had to simply get up and go again. It was a dance where one waited for an opening and, when Resin saw hers, she took it. Magnus had managed to slow the pronghorn further with his bite and weight. Maeva had brought the beast to the ground, now the scarred woman would end it. Diving forward between flailing legs, the woman's jaws opened wide. Teeth sank into the soft flesh of the antelope's throat and held firm. Resin whipped her head back and forth, ripping open the wound and allowing a wash of blood to gush forth. It would make short work of the buck and soon his kicks and flailing would end.

Not even waiting for it to fully die, Resin released its throat and tossed herself into the grass, tongue lolled and panting. Hunting was rough work, but they had done it well. She cast her lone eye towards the pair with her, but mostly Maeva who had been kicked. "Are you alright?" She hoped that the girl would be fine, for not even a moment later they would be surrounded and assaulted by a band of cackling hyenas. Inwardly, Resin groaned. She was a predator magnet...

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