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Moonfyre fell back as the others came toward the herd with their weapons. The male kept running behind, but not so close anymore. He despised the others’ humanized hunting tactics, but also admired that they used human objects so well. The spears and such were probably made by the luperci themselves, but they were originally human tools. Liliana speared one of the older elks, and threw it with such grace. She managed to hit the elk in the shoulder which would certainly slow it down a bit.

He looked around trying to find his way into the fray without getting kicked. He saw an opening with another older elk, and took his opportunity by the horns almost literally. He quickened his run, and ran behind it and managed to jump onto its back. He bit into the back of the elk’s neck and snarled as he hung on. He tugged at her hide knowing that this would not bring it down, but at least it might help. The elk was bleeding quite badly from her neck. Moonfyre could taste the blood dripping into his mouth. He continued to tear at its hide and not planning to jump off the animal.





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