Craving Some Venison Stew

Just as Birna was getting her own kill, Vanille came around the shrubbery and watched as the second deer went to swerve away from it's crying herd mate but still found itself caught in the snare. Vanille was just as quick as Birna, jumping forward to take care of the deer quickly and not let it thrash and hurt itself anymore. It's feet flew wildly, Vanille twitching backwards as it moved around and tried to escape the coil viciously. Finally Vanille leapt over it's rump to pin it down best she could before going for the quick kill. It didn't need to suffer, but she did need to eat. She huffed as she tried to catch her breath, energy was hard for her to muster up and the run over was pushing her limits.

"Vanille"
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