Savages of the Sacred Salvage
If you stop for even an instant you know the dog will run you down and tear you apart. You flee as fast as your legs can carry you across the open grass and towards the protective walls of the tribal lands.
Unfortunately, your legs can't carry you fast enough. As awkward and even comical as the beakdogs can look, similar in some ways to the fledglings of their much smaller airborne kin, their long taloned limbs can propel them forward at astonishing speed when they're determined enough. This one really, really seems to want to run you down, and tear you apart, and so it does.
Unfortunately, your legs can't carry you fast enough. As awkward and even comical as the beakdogs can look, similar in some ways to the fledglings of their much smaller airborne kin, their long taloned limbs can propel them forward at astonishing speed when they're determined enough. This one really, really seems to want to run you down, and tear you apart, and so it does.
