Lion Head Mesa a-weema-weh

the cougar was obviously an experienced mercenary. surya was not. despite what power his crushing jaws could do, he was clueless as to how to use them effectively. he felt the claws dig, rip, the paw sweep him completely off his feet. spinning air and then THUD, he landed on the ground, the wind knocked out of him.

he gasped for air but didn't find it. it was a heartstopping few moments where he could not breathe, and still he saw the girl behind them, unmoving. was she crazy?!

run, he choked out, but it was the barest exhalation, not audible to anyone who needed to hear it. he sucked in what oxygen he could, when he could, and scrabbled to his paws. time for plan b. if the girl would not heed his cry, he would have to ferry her away himself.

the whites of his eyes gleamed as surya darted, headed toward the girl with the intent of herding her to safety. run! he told her, voice desperate.