Two Rivers Isle Pity Party

The brief moment of silence ended as quickly as it had come the minute Aeronwyn departed her original spot. In a flash of silvery white, she was onto him, her jaws outstretched for his shoulder as Shink tensed his muscles ready to intercept her move. With a lunging action, he parted his maw and aimed to slam down upon her muzzle, clearly fooled by her fake action.

Since he had lunged to one side, his throat was a clear target for the other who quickly pulled her head away from his flank and towards his jugular. A cry of pain escaped his maw as her teeth connected with his neck, not hard but enough to catch the boy by surprise. Fortunately, the silver wraith had not yet had time to properly grip him so he propelled himself backwards, wrenching his throat free of her grasp and silencing his outburst. From there on, he lowered his frame to the ground, using his thinner and more agile built to his advantage as he darted forward to the left of his opponent, his jaws agape as he snapped at her limbs.