Post by Crushed on Feb 21, 2016 23:41:39 GMT -6
The girl was standing over the bodybod a dead hawk. It was bigger, sure. But it had been weak. Sick and slower that her. She had killed it and dragged it into the caves. The place she was calling her home. For now. Until Deathclan called her to their walls. Soon, she would hunt and kill with them. Or she hoped.