[Forsaken] - This is my hunt

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Three months watching the quarry. Three weeks marking the route and three days waiting for the weather. Wet and dark, the surface treacherous; perfect for the kill.

I've performed a PIT manouevre in a car more than once, but it's a new experience to do it as a giant cave wolf. The impact is heavy, wrenching my shoulder, but the injury heals fast; the van is more resilient, but it crashes off the road into the undergrowth and suffers hurts that will not heal. It occurs to me that such is the nature of metal, making it weaker than flesh, and I wonder if this is revelation or concussion.

David's lightning finishes the work. No wound of claw of fang to reveal us to the Herd; merely a mystery of the weather than may never be unravelled.

This is not my first my hunt, but I think that it is the one that will define me.