Deep inside the forest, Baran was gazing up at the sky. His blood red eyes glazed as if asleep.
He had woken up long ago, but his rage barely died down.
He doesn't know what those males did to Little Bloom, but he had a feeling that they weren't there to care for her.
He clenched a still beating heart in his clawed hand, feeling it break away in his palm.
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A scorpion tail shot through the low beast's chest, it whimpered for a few seconds before Carmen felt it die completely.
She added it to the pile of carcasses that she made. It's already the start of the cold season, the only thing she can help Bloom with is stocking up on food.
Carmen used her pincers and tail to tie all the preys together with a rope before making her way back home. Her home.
Azrakai was also hunting on his side, he talked with Carmen and they decided that she'll focus on food prey while he'll focus on pelt prey.
