ISLA
Her claws sink into the rump of the deer and Isla swears she can hear its blood sing with adrenaline and terror, and while some might say that fear makes the meat tough, she doesn't care enough to lull the creature into a gentler death. If she did have the Attuned bond, Sunjata would undoubtedly be flooded by her raw emotions; the thrill of the chase, the need to rend and bite and tear, hunger and need all rolled into the hunt.
As it stands, though, he's a black blur in her peripheral vision and she's left to take the deer down in her own time. By the time Sunjata returns, with or without a successful kill, Isla will have ripped the unfortunate creature's throat out, and with a bloodstained muzzle, is nose deep in the carcass to feast. If she remembers they're meant to be taking the meat home for the House of Midnight, it clearly doesn't matter right now.
As it stands, though, he's a black blur in her peripheral vision and she's left to take the deer down in her own time. By the time Sunjata returns, with or without a successful kill, Isla will have ripped the unfortunate creature's throat out, and with a bloodstained muzzle, is nose deep in the carcass to feast. If she remembers they're meant to be taking the meat home for the House of Midnight, it clearly doesn't matter right now.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
