Taijya

The raven hued fae watched the cattles from her snowy hill top, her bodice standing out well but it ddin't bother her. As long as she made her kill it was all good. So as her ambers watched the herd, she searched for one that stuck out, a calf, or maybe one whom was weak. She she didn't succeed at that, then she would go after any .

*Cows*

Due to recent atacks, the cattle were slightly more cautious, though even now it was easy to pick out a few whom would make good meals. A rather skinny cow stood near the endge of his herd, his bones visable due to the lack of good food. A mother and her calf were also near the outside edges. Going for the calf would mean fighting off her mother, whom could call others of the herd to help in the defense.

Taijya

The raven hued fairy watched the herd for a moment, ambers falling upon the weakened bull. With more time spent on planning, her limbs pushed off the frozen earth, bodice headed towards the sick male. He would be esier, and hopefuly in his state his fight would be low.

*injured bull*

The bull lifted his head as a black object is seen in the white area, know =ing it was a wolf he left a call go to the entire herd. Most started to move the oposite direction, this bull included though his sickly state made him slow.

Taijya

The huntress let a grin fall upon her features, fangs now bared and ready to slince into the anmals flesh. She would have him, and he would die. When she felt she was close enough, her hinds kicked off the snowy terrain, jaws snappign shut when she thought she had his throat. Her dial lashed back and forth, hoping to rip the flesh, causing more blood lose.

*Injured Bull*

The wolf had gotten hold of his throat, but even inhis state the fae would need more strength to kill him. The bull struggled, tossing his head abit, his weakened body keeping him from doing much else.

Magick

The silver pelted fae dashed in, having caught onto Taijya's scent and followed her here. Upon seeing the bull, her stomach started to rumble, hunger over coming her. Why not helpt out? So with this idea added to her head, the fae took on speed, hind pushing off the earth as she was close enough. She then attempted to ripp at the bulls flack, the same side which Taijya had his thrat caught. Hopefully this would bring the creature down, and make it easier for Taijya to kill it.

*Injured Bull*

The creature was not expecting the added weight on his side, and with the extra push on his thin body he lost his balance, falling to the ground as the wolfs fangs tore into his lank. he called out abit, strugglign with his legs to try and kick the wolves away. But somehow he knew it was the end soon.

Taijya

Nares caught caught magicks scent, and with this she knew the kill would be made. As the bull fell she refused to release, not being harmed by the flaiing hooves as she continued to rip. In an instant she released, jaws snapping back togetehr in hopefully a better and more fatale position. A low snarl is emmited from her mug, expressing her joy and natural instict in killing this animal.

*Injured Bull*

The animal continuesd to struggle, feeling Taijyas jaws adjust he atttempts even more but fails miserably. More blood flows from his wounds, his breathign rasp as he his stuggles slow, untill his breathing stop for good.

Taijya

The huntress let the beast go, crimson liquid staining her fangs as she stared at her kill, enjoying it fully before glancing to Magick. Almost as instint she nodded, Permitting the afe to feast as well, just as an alpha would have to do for one lower. It would seem the fae's could forma friendship, or a partnership. This would help Taijya did she find herself in a terrible trap, or even cure bordom.

With a satisfied thoaght the fae paddde towards the stomach area of the sickly creature, jaws ripping at it's flesh, devoring the inners.