11/3/2025, 1:37 AM
fa'liya slinks closer at the huntress' call, body folding easily into the brush beside iglux̂. the snow bites through the fur at her belly, but she barely notices—her wide eyes fix on the chaos below.
the noise alone is enough to make her chest thrum—deep, grating bellows crash through the air. hooves rake and thud, snow flying in plumes where the stags collide. their breath steams like smoke, their antlers glint wet with sap and blood.
the noise alone is enough to make her chest thrum—deep, grating bellows crash through the air. hooves rake and thud, snow flying in plumes where the stags collide. their breath steams like smoke, their antlers glint wet with sap and blood.
beautiful,her ears flick back, inhaling sharply. it is half fear, half thrill and for a moment she looks every bit the young thing she still is: trembling and breathless, wholly alive in the hunt’s shadow. she can feel the vibration of their struggle in the ground beneath her forepaws. her gaze slides to iglux̂’s, searching her face for meaning.
they fight… until death?she asks at last, voice rasped and small. as she speaks, one of the bulls stumbles, thrown hard into the bank.
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