sink your teeth into this

Tarnish trusted Worc to have his back, knowing the bird was particularly practiced at plucking eyes from larger beasts. Instead he focused on the smaller hog, weaving through the underbrush, gaining on it. A sudden roar caused their prey to stumble and Tar's heart to race. His fangs darted out, latching onto the left hind leg, just at the back of the knee to make it far more difficult for the hog to kick. It tried to drag him along but before it could go anywhere the great cat landed on it, forcing it to the ground. Tarnish held on for all he was worth until the boar slowly stopped moving. It took a moment but then he felt comfortable enough to let go, dragging with his fangs a chunk of meat which he chewed on thoughtfully. "Wow, those are pretty tasty." He scratched at his side where the sow had rammed him, bruised but no worse for wear. He was used to taking a beating during raider training sessions.


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