Moose Tracks with Fudge
06-29-2020, 09:47 AM
Just as Harbringr did, Resin bite into the upper haunch of the moose and used her great weight to begin pulling it downward. The bellowing beast struggled, but soon realized that it didn't stand a chance. No matter how muddled its brain was, it knew that it was dying. As it fell, it flailed a bit and Resin was worried that Natha and Maeva might get kicked. Once down, Resin left the task of holding the moose down to Harbringr and quickly joined the lynx in cutting off the ungulate's air supply. Really, it hadn't been difficult at all. With a healthy moose, it would have been a massive chore. The group had been lucky that the antlers got caught in the trees. Releasing the now dead moose, Resin moved off a few feet and lay in a patch of shade, catching her breath. She couldn't help but grin at Maeva's enthusiasm and watched as the girl began to eat. "Speech" |
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