in a dream, the future.
open/hunting maybe?
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12-30-2021, 11:06 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-05-2022, 09:39 PM by Víðarr. Edited 1 time in total.)
All four of them upon the cow, it was too much. She'd tried valiantly to hold them off, but there were four of them and one of her. She crumbled beneath the weight, but didn't give up... didn't give up until she had to. Víðarr growled deep in his throat as he felt one of the cow's hooves make contact with his back legs, sweeping them out from under his body. Shit that hurt. He collapsed into the elk's chest, teeth ripping into the throat. Snarling, growling, and ripping as he ripped through the creature. Víðarr was bathed in blood from the prey animal, heart pounding, panting. The shadow staggered backwards after a moment, unsure if the cow was truly dead yet. He trusted his family with the rest. He limped for a moment. Víðarr shifted his weight, attempting to chase away the liquid pain as it bloomed through his knee. Gods, it hurt, and his heart pounded. It would hurt more when the adrenaline wore off, but they had secured a good dinner. That was what mattered. VÍÐARR Ragnarök awaits. |