12-22-2018, 11:52 AM
Backed against the bramble, wolf-called-Red is caught by the sudden thrash of hooves. All that’s left is to dart out from under Every-colour by springing forward through the onslaught. A yelp rings out – a painfully incapacitating blow has landed upon a hind shoulder. Wolf-teeth retaliate as her powerful jaw swings reflexively around; a well-aimed bite finds purchase in the warm flesh of horse-limb, incisors sinking deep. The satisfying gush of iron-taste is on her tongue.
But it costs her.
A hind paw crumples beneath the barrage of heavy footfalls. Wolf-jaw releases with a sharp growl, pushing off even as Every-colour shimmers, suddenly elsewhere, though the acrid-scent remains thick in wolf-nostrils. Red whirls at the other-kind’s voice behind her, favoring the broken bones of her left hind paw. Yet the wolf still lunges, the fullness of her fury unleashed.
Wolf-maw gapes for the soft flesh of the mare’s throat, foreclaws extended to slash or puncture wherever they might – though when again she lands, her bruised hip and crushed paw render her too slow. Much too slow. Causing as much damage as she might by biting and swiping at whatever target comes near (underbelly, knee, leg, shoulder), it is only a matter of time before Every-colour finds her advantage.
When she does, the wolf thinks only of Him.
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@[Calcifer], feel free to "leave her for dead" or something in your next one. anything's fair game.
But it costs her.
A hind paw crumples beneath the barrage of heavy footfalls. Wolf-jaw releases with a sharp growl, pushing off even as Every-colour shimmers, suddenly elsewhere, though the acrid-scent remains thick in wolf-nostrils. Red whirls at the other-kind’s voice behind her, favoring the broken bones of her left hind paw. Yet the wolf still lunges, the fullness of her fury unleashed.
Wolf-maw gapes for the soft flesh of the mare’s throat, foreclaws extended to slash or puncture wherever they might – though when again she lands, her bruised hip and crushed paw render her too slow. Much too slow. Causing as much damage as she might by biting and swiping at whatever target comes near (underbelly, knee, leg, shoulder), it is only a matter of time before Every-colour finds her advantage.
When she does, the wolf thinks only of Him.
@[Calcifer], feel free to "leave her for dead" or something in your next one. anything's fair game.