You hear a low hum.
As you stand in place, flesh dangling from your jaws, you see something inside the deer's carcass shift - you hear a crack,, and several ribs break from some unseen force - and suddenly, a pale sphere raises itself out of the gore and remains suspended in the air for several, breathless moments.
It is like the light of a god. You are all bathed in luminous gold, its brilliance cutting away the fog surrounding you, and a soft sound stirs at the back of your mind but you cannot discern the words.
Then the orb falls to the ground and shatters - but something leaves it, a shimmer that soars into the air and quickly dissipates.
You will dream again tonight.