Awakening [Any/All]

[Longclaw]

LONGCLAW

-I close my eyes, ignore the smoke-

He would ignore that slant little turn of her head to the area previously uninhabited behind him … for now. “It’s my job to know.” He tells her, a single ear flicking backwards before his head draws up to its full height. The battered mare turns about, faces him with eyes long-clouded of sight. “So you should quickly explain.”

“There. Just to my left.” He thinks with the backward flick of both ears. He won’t need enhanced sight - the mixture of predator in his cells gives him a heightened sense of smell and hearing whenever he should need it. A lifetime’s worth of hunts has honed those particular skills.

The grassy enclave where the unknown stench of a trespasser lingers suddenly bursts into blue-white flame. “Now, I’ll ask you one last time - for the sake of your own skin and your hidden friends - What happened?” He growls darkly, the glint of exposed fangs flashing while his lips pull back to reveal serrated teeth.

For the other horse - well, he’ll deal with them soon enough. If they haven’t already been kissed by his intangibly scorching flame, they’ll make themselves known trying to stay clear of it. And if they run? Well, he’ll stake his chances on hunting them down.

He enjoys a good kill, after all.

@[Zephyr] @[Molotov]