November 05, 2019, 02:03 PM
For a moment, hope fills her as she recognizes the boy and considers the possibility of bringing back the Kapitän's child. She starts to speak again, searching for the right words to persuade him to come with her — but then she realizes he's lunging for her, and her voice catches in her throat. No, not for her — for Lieke. She swallows the urge to meet the snarl with her own, moving to meet him and turning her body to use it as both shield and weapon; basically aiming to slam her ass into him and hoping it will stop the attack.
Wait,She manages, already a little breathless from her own exertion. She can hear Lieke fleeing behind her, and she hopes the weasel has the sense to find a tall tree or a deep burrow to hide in. Whether his teeth are upon her or not, she forces herself to continue, throwing out words he might know in hopes of stopping him:
You're — Takiyok's, right? Diaspora?
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Iktsuarpok - by Mesa - November 04, 2019, 05:33 PM
RE: Iktsuarpok - by Antha - November 04, 2019, 05:59 PM
RE: Iktsuarpok - by Mesa - November 04, 2019, 06:03 PM
RE: Iktsuarpok - by Lieke - November 05, 2019, 12:02 AM
RE: Iktsuarpok - by Antha - November 05, 2019, 02:03 PM
RE: Iktsuarpok - by Mesa - November 06, 2019, 12:28 PM