Ivory tusks

Barghest's heart pounded in her chest as she watched Bowen's attack unfold. The sight of the elephant's massive leg swinging out, sending the small fae hurtling through the air, made her blood run cold. But Bowen refused to stay down. Barghest was still clinging to the limb she had claimed, refusing to let go. It was enough of a nuisance that the elephant tried to dislodge her a couple times, but the mottled girl was so damn locked on it was meaningless. But her muscles were tiring, and with a snarl she released her hold, dropping to the ground only to lunge back up at the beast’s stomach.

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