A Yak of All Trades.

Hooves and paws beat like drums against the crisp snow. Their rhythmic movements creating clouds of white flurries in their wake. The Yak’s call fill the air with panicking cries. Exciting the gather of beast at its heels. Snarls, growls, and hungry snap of jaws drove the prey deeper into the wash. Melanth one of them pumping more adrenaline into throbbing veins. Lips pulled back to reveal sharp teeth. Closing in on one of the male’s thighs. For a second, she lost her footing. Nearly tripping over a lump of snow she had no clue was right in front of her. Mel’s body tumbled in a quick roll. Leaving her to adjust and get herself back into the thrill of the hunt.

"Helonia"~~"Melanth"