Emberflame Ridge in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me

Oh my god! I thought you were a fucking cougar!

For someone so petite, Eleuthera had a powerful set of lungs. Coupling that with the complete surprise of someone appearing behind him and Revui, understandably, jumped out of his skin as soon as that voice hit him. It was like a concussive wave slamming in to the back of his head; his fur was immediately bristling, his haunches tensed, and as he was habituated to being defensive he turned to try and face the oncoming person - and in that fragmented moment of fight or flight he forgot he was sprawling on a tree trunk.

He turned, but there was nothing to stand on. The trunk barely trembled as the giant of a man lost his balance and slammed resolutely against the earth in the next moment, with the ferns emphatically erupting with yellow dust around him.