blood on the ice {Seasonal Event!}

Kalt ran forward as soon as Ashetta darted after the doe with an arrow in its side. There was a momentary grin on his face when she moved as if materializing out of thin air, but he focused on the hunt, on the kill. Not so strangely, it wasn’t exactly a shock that it wasn’t quite the same thrill as taking a human life, but a deer will do just fine for Ashe for now. As he ran forward, slinging his bow over his bow and drawing his hunting knife just in case Ashe’s wolf hadn’t given the deer a quick end. He was fine with her taking her sadistic time with a person. Hells, he did it quite often and enjoyed every moment, but animals were different. There was a certain innocence that made him feel guilty or almost helpless when he saw an animal suffering, so he never drew it out. He slowed his footsteps when he drew closer, and Ashe lowered towards the doe with a louder snarl. To think she had been territorial as a person... ”Cut the shit,” he said, flashing a half smirk to the large wolf. She might’ve had much more heightened instincts as a wolf, but it was still Ashe and her gods damned shenanigans. He wasn’t afraid to take her on to stop her from ripping the deer apart. That kill was going to get them through likely the whole week of Longnight if they paced themselves. He wasn’t going to let her squander that because the wolf got too greedy. Maybe if she ate better in general she wouldn’t be so snarly. KALT falling apart, barely breathing broken heart, that’s still beating in the pain, there is healing