September 12, 2013, 09:43 PM
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The other merely waited. She did not move toward her, but neither did she move away, and so as she lurched to attack, her fangs snapped closed—
But there was a resounding click that could be heard in her own eardrums, and no impact to be felt, and if there were any fur it was only a bare inch of a tuft that would not be felt and so would not be missed. She continued her descent, slowing her momentum, turning to look to the ascending pale being. She noted the object on her back, but there was little time to truly observe, to note what it was or what it might mean. Instead she studied, for an instant, the rear of Jinx. Weaknesses, old wounds, a limp she might not even know she had—
And when nothing was found, Tonravik diverted her course, knowing perfectly where to intercept her. The others confidence that she had escaped her wrath would be her undoing; the surefooted Tartok wolf could hardly wait to see the wretch fall from the heights she fathomed she had achieved. There was not too much exertion that needed doing here; she knew a well-worn path that would take her where she needed to go. Her nostrils drank in the smells as she skulked in the shadows, bounding upward...
She would not make the same mistake twice.
It was not long at all before they were parallel to one another. Tonravik kept to the trees that hid her and moved upward slightly, until she was waiting near a boulder. Only when Jinx was just there would Tonravik dash to her, silent in her assault again, consumed by her fury and her will to punish, to feel the other yield beneath her and cry mercy to the merciless. The pale female would crumble beneath the weight of the mountains she faced. Silvertip would be christened, at last, in blood. Tartok, born!
And when Jinx unwittingly came nearer, Tonravik bolted outward; Jinx and the side of her were exposed, and Tonravik had smartly kept close so that Jinx could (or, so she hoped) not avoid the whole of her this time. Her initial attack had been not so well thought out as this one. She had been too eager. Her mother would have chastised her. But this! Tonravik again keeps her eyes smartly narrowed. As she races toward Jinx, she lashes out at the earth with her forepaw to use the debris of Silvertip in her favor, hoping that this move would confuse and hinder the sight of the Neverwinter woman. This time, she moves the weight of herself to trip the others consistent step, fangs unveiled and jaws wide to attempt to grip and shove against the apex of the once-Mambo's shoulder and fore-chest so that the other might fall potentially victim to Silvertip itself. If she felt the other move backward, victim to her attack, Tonravik would release; but that was assuming there was any success to be had at all! Tonravik rolled her shoulders forward to protect her nape and neck, and her head was tucked to protect the lower portion of it. She did not know if she would succeed, but how she hoped to taste the other, and drink her defeat!
But there was a resounding click that could be heard in her own eardrums, and no impact to be felt, and if there were any fur it was only a bare inch of a tuft that would not be felt and so would not be missed. She continued her descent, slowing her momentum, turning to look to the ascending pale being. She noted the object on her back, but there was little time to truly observe, to note what it was or what it might mean. Instead she studied, for an instant, the rear of Jinx. Weaknesses, old wounds, a limp she might not even know she had—
And when nothing was found, Tonravik diverted her course, knowing perfectly where to intercept her. The others confidence that she had escaped her wrath would be her undoing; the surefooted Tartok wolf could hardly wait to see the wretch fall from the heights she fathomed she had achieved. There was not too much exertion that needed doing here; she knew a well-worn path that would take her where she needed to go. Her nostrils drank in the smells as she skulked in the shadows, bounding upward...
She would not make the same mistake twice.
It was not long at all before they were parallel to one another. Tonravik kept to the trees that hid her and moved upward slightly, until she was waiting near a boulder. Only when Jinx was just there would Tonravik dash to her, silent in her assault again, consumed by her fury and her will to punish, to feel the other yield beneath her and cry mercy to the merciless. The pale female would crumble beneath the weight of the mountains she faced. Silvertip would be christened, at last, in blood. Tartok, born!
And when Jinx unwittingly came nearer, Tonravik bolted outward; Jinx and the side of her were exposed, and Tonravik had smartly kept close so that Jinx could (or, so she hoped) not avoid the whole of her this time. Her initial attack had been not so well thought out as this one. She had been too eager. Her mother would have chastised her. But this! Tonravik again keeps her eyes smartly narrowed. As she races toward Jinx, she lashes out at the earth with her forepaw to use the debris of Silvertip in her favor, hoping that this move would confuse and hinder the sight of the Neverwinter woman. This time, she moves the weight of herself to trip the others consistent step, fangs unveiled and jaws wide to attempt to grip and shove against the apex of the once-Mambo's shoulder and fore-chest so that the other might fall potentially victim to Silvertip itself. If she felt the other move backward, victim to her attack, Tonravik would release; but that was assuming there was any success to be had at all! Tonravik rolled her shoulders forward to protect her nape and neck, and her head was tucked to protect the lower portion of it. She did not know if she would succeed, but how she hoped to taste the other, and drink her defeat!
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watch the oceans rising high - by Jinx - September 11, 2013, 05:09 PM
RE: watch the oceans rising high - by Tonravik - September 12, 2013, 10:24 AM
RE: watch the oceans rising high - by Jinx - September 12, 2013, 09:20 PM
RE: watch the oceans rising high - by Tonravik - September 12, 2013, 09:43 PM
RE: watch the oceans rising high - by Jinx - September 17, 2013, 04:18 PM
RE: watch the oceans rising high - by Tonravik - September 17, 2013, 11:03 PM
RE: watch the oceans rising high - by Jinx - September 18, 2013, 11:59 AM