Boar-dom
09-26-2020, 11:24 AM
Wyndelin did his best to hold on. The hog shook him loose a few times but as the fight went on it weakened and weakened. The tide was moving swiftly in. Wynd dug his jaws deeper into the front of the boar, eventually twisting his jaws in toward the neck. He dug in as the boar squealed and struggled but it was in vain. Wyndelin's fangs pierced a large artery and with another rush of blood loss the animal started losing all fight. Its struggling became weaker and weaker. Wyndelin kept digging in, blood soaking his muzzle. He wouldn't stop until he was certain the boar was dead and no longer proposed a threat. "Talk" |