Scare Valley

Mercy stumbles, the ground shifting under her paws as someone among them deals the deathblow. The gurgling and swiping slowly fade, and she sinks her teeth deep into the creature's neck. Coated in blood, near trembling from the effort... but she has to look cool while doing it. Nothing about her movements is precise, all raw violence and rage.

Violence. Rage. Then stillness. More blood on the ground than in the bear, a tattered carcass crumpled on the ground before them.

A toss of her bloodied head, the girl is absolutely panting. It's a lot of effort, this whole killing a bear thing. More effort than she thought it would be, but the whole 'learn by doing' thing has its perks.

Taking a step back from the bear corpse, she leans, back heavily against a tree. "Holy shit that was sick." Let a girl catch her breath for a minute, okay?

"speech"