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RE: [raid] going deeper underground - Aventus - January 29, 2022
Permission to assume the sprain, and Ebony has permission for Mahler to mess up Aventus' face!
Arielle's cry of pain wrenched Aventus out of his stunned reverie. His lips flew back and his teeth gnashed as he dove for Mahler again moments before Merrick's agonized howl rose over Rivenwood's pristine forest.
That howl was as a leash around his neck tugging him back to Ursus, but first he must ensure Arielle got free. He snaked into the midst of them, Mahler leveraging his huge body to batter and bruise Arielle while she held on with a vice grip. He was so proud of her. He was so angry with her. His voice was a bellow as he shouted at her to,
go!
When his teeth closed, they latched on the thick muscle of Mahler's foreleg. There he dug in, gripping tightly before wrenching his body backward. His shoulder and side both screamed with pain, hindering him from committing fully; if he had, he might have succeeded in popping it out of its socket or even breaking the bone. Instead, Mahler would suffer a sprain and Aventus would suffer the consequence of taking the beast's attention upon his head once more, but Arielle would be free.
And then he would let go. And then he would run for what he was worth, lest he die here in these woods.
RE: [raid] going deeper underground - Arielle - January 30, 2022
Arielle felt the brute's teeth in her scruff and almost released her hold. But she pushed the pain from her mind and kept her teeth firmly in his skin.
She heard Merrick's call but was unable to wriggle out from under the giant of a wolf that still pinned her hips to the ground. So she settled for tearing further into his neck to see if it would budge him. Even though it would worsen her own wound, she vigorously shook her head, tearing away only when she felt Aves push between them. She felt relief only a few seconds before the bruin-jaw commanded her to go.
She wrestled with the idea of ignoring him and continuing her assault on the Rivenwood wolf, and she might have had they not been summoned to leave by the bear king.
Her mate grabbed hold of the man's forearm and pulled with his whole body. Even in the midst of the fight, she could tell he was badly injured. Rage burned hot in her chest. She wished she could do more than she already had, but she knew she had to go and now that she was able to free herself, she had to run. The longer she waited, the longer Aves would be subject to the large man's teeth. She lingered only long enough to bite into his chest and tear out a large chunk of flesh. Then she turned and ran, praying the whole time that she would soon hear the bruin-jaw running beside her.
permission given to wound mahler's chest
RE: [raid] going deeper underground - Mahler - February 03, 2022
fading! <3
the blows that came next were harsh and unrelenting. the boy grabbed his leg and mahler felt surely that it would break. he swung his heavy teeth downward — the maddened, eldritch howl spun through his forest and his consciousness — and savaged the leftmost side of his opponent's face, searing through cheek and ear alike.
the wolfess was upon mahler again, and this time her fangs cut him terribly along the barrel of his chest and after her retreat there flowed a gobbet of blood.
ursus was departing.
adrenaline pushed him after them.
pragmatism brought him back.
mahler managed six steps in the snow before he collapsed, body aligned toward the forest where laurel had gone. he went insensate, mind blackening as winter poured snow over rivenwood, slowly filling every part of the churned snow.
the wolfess was upon mahler again, and this time her fangs cut him terribly along the barrel of his chest and after her retreat there flowed a gobbet of blood.
ursus was departing.
adrenaline pushed him after them.
pragmatism brought him back.
mahler managed six steps in the snow before he collapsed, body aligned toward the forest where laurel had gone. he went insensate, mind blackening as winter poured snow over rivenwood, slowly filling every part of the churned snow.