blood on the ice {Seasonal Event!}

The wolf could smell nothing beyond the gamey scent of the deer and the hot scent of blood. It trickled down her throat, and her eyes dilated as her jaws loosened and snapped back down, her teeth sinking into a new and softer place of flesh and fur. Her golden eyes were locked on the approaching man and her hackles bristled. Mine, she was saying with her ears perked sharply forward, and she snarled as she prepared to jerk her jaws and rip into -    Her snarl cut off when Kalt spoke to her, but the black wolf remained still and tense over her kill. Her eyes narrowed on him in a decidedly human expression, and she considered him in silence for a heartbeat. Two. Three. Finally she conceded with a snarling growl, releasing the doe from her teeth and shoving back from it. Her tongue drew over blood-drenched jaws as she moved around the side of the deer with a bounce, barking low against the smell, the taste. The wolf's appetite was so much harder to sate than the woman's.    Her mouth watered as she continued cleaning the blood from her mouth, eyes never leaving him as she padded at a slow trot around the back of him. She kept her eyes on the deer, on the bright red blood that steamed on the snow, but she forced herself to look up at Kalt. She let out a low whine and nipped her teeth at his sleeve as she came to stand at his heel, turning her head up to him with her shoulder shoving against his leg.    They needed to gut the kill and bring it home - drain it, skin it, divide it and preserve it. Leaving it outside would keep it frozen, but the risk of it being snatched by hungry mouths - human or animal - would be too high. Maybe his magic would do something for keeping the meat good until the longnight.. She glanced at the doe, her belly rumbling before she made herself turn and look at Kalt and nip her teeth at his pant leg with a sharp and impatient growl. Ashe