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Ooc — Riven
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September 12, 2013, 10:17 PM
Sorry for taking so long to reply, Billy! School started up again, yadda yadda. :)
At this point in time, Curran was still a mere vagabond. Though his built was still solid and muscular, it had lost some of its tone after a long period of irregular, small meals. If he had the benefit of a pack, the Phase might have been able to sent the cat off with only a small bit of difficulty... but as a lone wolf, weak and weary, he would be lucky indeed to escape without a crippling injury. Even knowing this, Curran didn't have a lot of options, and so he loosed a threatening growl at the creature and attempted to make himself look as large as possible.
Before the tense stand-off could erupt into something far more vicious, someone from above said something Curran couldn't quite make out... and moments later, a blur of a wolf launched himself at the mountain lion. Startled out of action temporarily, the Phase could only watch as the younger wolf barreled past the feline. When the creature began to prepare for a strike, however, the brown male was moved to action.
Curran circled around the cat's side and then ran at it as it attempted to slash at the stranger, using all his weight in an attempt to knock the creature to the ground. It seemed to work, though the Phase could tell it wouldn't remain down for long. As he prepared for another attack, he said, "Thanks, Two Face. I'm Curran—unaffiliated, for the moment."
At this point in time, Curran was still a mere vagabond. Though his built was still solid and muscular, it had lost some of its tone after a long period of irregular, small meals. If he had the benefit of a pack, the Phase might have been able to sent the cat off with only a small bit of difficulty... but as a lone wolf, weak and weary, he would be lucky indeed to escape without a crippling injury. Even knowing this, Curran didn't have a lot of options, and so he loosed a threatening growl at the creature and attempted to make himself look as large as possible.
Before the tense stand-off could erupt into something far more vicious, someone from above said something Curran couldn't quite make out... and moments later, a blur of a wolf launched himself at the mountain lion. Startled out of action temporarily, the Phase could only watch as the younger wolf barreled past the feline. When the creature began to prepare for a strike, however, the brown male was moved to action.
Curran circled around the cat's side and then ran at it as it attempted to slash at the stranger, using all his weight in an attempt to knock the creature to the ground. It seemed to work, though the Phase could tell it wouldn't remain down for long. As he prepared for another attack, he said, "Thanks, Two Face. I'm Curran—unaffiliated, for the moment."
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they'll never get old and gray - by Curran - August 01, 2013, 01:10 PM
RE: they'll never get old and gray - by Two Face - August 12, 2013, 06:34 PM
RE: they'll never get old and gray - by Curran - September 12, 2013, 10:17 PM
RE: they'll never get old and gray - by Two Face - September 14, 2013, 11:42 PM