sweat, ache, hands shake

Yarrabelle

the sheep falls, and Yarra’s heart picks up with the thrill of it, mouth watering. not yet, she keeps telling herself, knowing it will all be sweeter if they savour this - if they draw out this wretched prey’s misery a little longer. stay your hand. the sheep clambers clumsily back to its feet and all but stumbles into her per Auriga’s direction. Yarra feigns for its throat, teeth snapping and spittle flying, and the sheep screams again and almost falls onto its back with fear. a sudden laugh tears itself from her throat, though it’s more a snarl than anything vaguely joyous. she rounds it’s other side in a tight little circle, snapping at its heels while it dances in place, frozen with terrified indecision. Yarra absolutely adores the complete despair that fills its face as it begins to realise, all at once, what was a given the moment Auriga spotted it: it’s going to die. Yarra allows it a moment to come to this realisation - and then springs up and latches her teeth on one ear, sinking canines through cartilage and vein. the sheep rears back, sending Yarra flying, but she leaps back to her feet and spits out the bloodied object clenched between her teeth: a single ear. the sheep is bleating in agony and thrashing around, blood streaming down its face in rivers of scarlet - and Yarra shoots her sister a conspiratorial grin, her meaning obvious as she laps blood from her face. let’s end this.

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Yarrabelle