Blackbeak Bluff brinelick

phas irl 

caiaphas felt her heart pitter as the long-backed animal turned to her -- despite the distance that swung between the two she was sure she had gazed well into the icy depths of his rigid stare. she felt her gut sink and for a moment her jaw slackened just enough that the coral frag swung downwards towards her chin. she swallowed tentatively, regaining purchase of the sea-shard -- and watched in horror as the animal slunk deliberately towards her.

her gaze slid to the wide path behind him where ankyra glittered in the distance, hardly more than haze-clouded shires that jutted out from an incomprehensible film of sea-fog. and then back to the cat, who had made an alarming amount of progress.

she knew she couldn't outpace the ashen cougar if he caught up to her -- his fluid stride spoke of an agility caiaphas was terrified to witness. gulping, caiaphas regained motion, picking up a panicked trot. she decided her best chance for survival was to angle herself slightly towards the swash where the sand was firmest and break for a headlong run. she was closing the distance between them by the second, and she couldn't help but feel terror propel her stilt-legs into a canter. meanwhile, the cat stalked confidently forward, the ream of his broad paws leaving scores in the sand. if caiaphas carved a wide enough berth between them perhaps she could make it out alive today -- close encounters of the feline variety were not particularly enjoyed by the slender coywolf.