This was an official submission for the Goldenlake Drabble Tournament. It's not my best writing, but I'm quite okay with that, because this is an issue about which I feel very strongly, and I wrote simply as a very quiet way to show my utter disgust for the repulsive human beings who do this.
Prompt: #1 Feelings and emotions
Category: up to 250 words
It was the scream that caught Daine's attention, an animal in agony. She was running before she realized it, and spared no thought to the fact that she was crossing Dunlath's border into the neighboring fief. This was a cry she could not ignore.
She burst out from the woods, and stopped short at the scene before her. Two youths laughing and betting, dogs in pain—
"Stop this now!"
The dogs fell apart, heaving, and only because she was forced to use her magic to separate them. One collapsed with a whine, his strength finally sapped. He was striped with old scars, and his blood-soaked skin would only carry new ones away from this fight. The other trembled wearily on her feet, head held low, but her eyes flashed triumphantly and Daine caught a wisp of a tired thought—I won, did you see? I won.
In livid fury, she turned on the youths, trembling. The pockmarked boy shrunk beneath her icy gaze, face white and stricken with terror. But the other—he stared at her shamelessly, a challenging glint in his icy blue eyes.
She could not confront them, not now, when her wild magic begged to be released. It was too dangerous for all of them.
"Get out of my sight," she hissed, baring teeth which eerily resembled fangs.
It had the desired effect; even the cool boy fled from her. Only then could she turn her attention to the damaged creatures who bled for human greed.