Rush of Evening

*Halla* · 09-27-2020, 01:33 PM

Halla crept carefully forward, aware that her pale coat could cause issue if she didn't keep her body low to the ground. She let the others start the hunt and when all three were racing forward she leapt toward the bull. As Wyndelin cut it off she put on a burst of speed, watching the way the elk moved carefully. There, she determined what part of the issue was. Something had happened to the achilles tendon in the bull's left hind leg. The lower part of the leg didn't seem to be supporting weight and it flopped and moved oddly. Halla moved closer, keeping an eye on the elk's movement and then, syncing her timing she snatched the injured limb and pulled back sharply. At that moment the elk stumbled, its front legs folding beneath it as it fell to its chest.

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