Boneweary
12-03-2013, 07:35 PM
Aranya felt more than saw Chill's body tense before she rocketed out into the field. Aranya's legs were longer, so while she was able to out stride the smaller fae, she had more body to move around, and they were as evenly matched as could be noticed in a time like that. For now they were all snapping jaws and snarls, startling the elk into a blind panic. It was working the way she'd hoped by the looks of it, they had split the herd. She broke off from Chill and pelted farther down the field, then crouched, waiting. She gulped air into her lungs, trying to regain some strenght before she tried to bring down a full grown elk on her own. She had never done something like that. There's a first time for everything, I guess! she thought to herself. A sharp growl from Chill brought her out of her thoughts. It was time! The elk was charging her way, all flashing hooves, flying snow, and wild eyes. Fear choked her for just a moment, a blinding urge to get out of the way... But she steeled herself and forced it down. Her blue-silver eyes turned to iron, hard and dangerous. As the elk neared her a fire in her gut had her surging upwards. The elk, in it's fright, reared in an attempt to jump away. An errant hoof clipped her shoulder and she felt the skin split. Pain blinded her, so she closed her eyes and lashed out with her jaws. The dug into flesh! Her claws grappled for purchase, raking into flesh. With a savage snarl, the kind that only came out on dark, rare nights, ripped into the air. She opened her eyes to find she had latched onto the elk's neck, the side of it. Her momentum, however, was bowling the deer onto it's side. They hit the ground with an enormous crash, the kind that rattled the teeth in Aranya's skull. To her horror, the elk did not stop as it collapsed, but it's inertia kept it moving, rolling, nearly on top of her. Another growl ripped from her as she leapt away, waiting for it's rolling to stop before she lashed out again. A chunk from it's hind leg and it was crippled, she dodged another hoof, and then claws raked along it's flank left it bleeding. The injured elk cried out for it's herd, but they were long gone. A brief flash of sympathy kindled, but she choked it down. Her vision was red with blood lust and bloody snow. She lunged for the elk's neck, clamped down, tore away. And then, as soon as it had started, it was done. Speech,Thoughts, |