Skeleton Deer Novels & Stories

Deer tend to move in the direction the wind is blowing, so they can easily pick up scents that might belong to predators. Looking past the deer, Luna can see Skoll following it as well in close proximity, waiting for a chance to get a good shot at it. It's now or never Luna thinks to herself, she needs to seize the best opportunity to shoot it before it reaches the stream. 'I have to aim for its neck. Going for its heart would be a bigger target, but it wouldn't kill it right away, it would have plenty of time to run away before it dies. If I aim high enough it will hit the spine in its neck and paralyze it immediately, it won't die from it but at least it won't have the possibility of runni

I track the large male deer about a mile away from the house near the river that feeds the lake. “Nice,” Hanzo links, looking at me and I nod slowly moving in the opposite direction of Hanzo to trap the deer if it bolts. “Ready?” Hanzo questions once we’re both in position giving him a clear line to the neck. I nod lowering myself ready to sprint as Hanzo launches himself onto the deer knocking it down, his teeth instantly going into the animal’s neck. I immediately jump grabbing at the back legs hobbling the kicking deer. Chills run through me when I hear the crunching of bone from Hanzo’s grip.

He led me about ten feet to the left of the path, pushing aside a thick, snow-laden bush. The stench hit me first the cloying, sweet smell of decay, masked by the cold but unmistakable. Lying in a shallow hollow was a skeleton, clad in the rotted remnants of what looked like leather armor. It was curled in on itself, its spine arched unnaturally. Embedded in its ribcage and the frozen earth beneath it were dozens of long, sharpened wooden stakes that had clearly shot out from the side of the path. A cold dread, entirely different from the chill of the mountain, seeped into my bones.

(Sasu) Nudging at the Alehandro that were sticking close to him with his elbow, it's true that the skeleton has never really damaged the corpse the dragged. But since now the corpse have a living being inside, although the corpse already dead but they ho hid inside of it were very much alive. After much deliberation, this boar monster were chosen due to it's large build and also it's thick hide and meat, it would be able to provide them with a protective layer in case the undead skeleton decided to break the patterns.

The last thing he saw was Khaleana screaming and blood—lots of blood. **Chief Gharcha Sharp Fang** Anarungu opened his eyes. The hut was warm, and he noticed a figure sitting across from him. It was a skeleton, the remains of a person. It wore strange white things, solid and shimmering like water in the light. A cloak draped over the shoulders, made of a material Anarungu had never seen before. In the skeleton's hand, a dagger was locked in a death grip. The skeleton's hand clutched a huge dagger, its blade as long as an arm. The dagger was white and smooth, resembling water but incredibly straight and razor-sharp. What kind of white stone was it made from? The base of the blade splits in tw

I want to help him, but I don't know-how. A few minutes later three guys come dragging six large deer. They drop the deer to the ground, using their claws to skin them, while another guy gets a fire started. My eyes go back to Lucious as he continues to help with the wounded men. The low groans coming from the men fill the dark forest as bones are being snapped back into their rightful place to heal correctly. I look around at all the wounded men, taking in the aftermath destruction of my family's teeth and claws. Many of these guys barely make it out of the fight alive, while many of their friends weren't so lucky.

Getting bored of endless waiting for their father to finally spot an animal, Luna planned to stand up and go for a walk but before she could, she heard a loud grief coming from afar. She turned her head around along with her twin only to see their father happily running towards a dead animal which she recognized as a deer. They never thought that hunting in this place will not take much time but the travel they had earlier did. They don't have enough tools with them to skin the animal so, their father carried it on his arms with no difficulty.

I extend my arm to one of them and talk to it kindly for I'm not in an advantageous position to fight. "Hey," my voice is failing, "can you understand me?" This skeleton werewolf rubs its skull to my extended palm. That leads me to a false assumption. "Have you seen a woman here recently?" I asked. My arm was stretched forth helplessly when this creature betrayed me! Its fangs pierce into my arms and it's pulling me closer with its paws. The rest of the skeletons attack aggressively like huddling with a single prey.

Axel nips at its hind leg, and it pivots to attack him instead. I leap for its haunches, my teeth connecting, only to be nailed in the neck by its other rear leg. I yelp and scramble out of the way. Blood streams from the deer’s hindquarters as it spins to charge me. The smell is intoxicating and sends me even higher into attack mode. Axel darts in to take another chunk from the deer’s rear. He’s quicker than I am when the buck strikes out, narrowly missing his head. But now the buck has two injuries, and it’s limping, clearly in pain. It circles around

She nodded and said, “Alright. We’ll wait for you at the place where we plucked the Dragon Blood Vines earlier.” She was not a procrastinator, so she immediately retreated along with Jasmine. Meanwhile, Alex, who had the white cat squatting on his shoulder, flung the white bone whip and maneuvered the Seven Blades of Death slowly toward the big lake. As he was pondering one question, he mumbled, “Where did these skeletons come from?” At this moment, ten or so black shadows sprang out in the direction of the big lake: those were ten or so black skeletons that were taller than average black skeletons. The more outrageous thing was, the skeletons looked like birds that grew a layer of flesh mem