As she reacts to the change in air pressure. A not-insignificant part of her screams that she bet wrong, she's about to die, but the rest is pulling her knife and stabbing for leg meat the moment she feels the spear move in her right hand. Siffleur's jaws close on the space around her head and those teeth are stopped by a flickering field of pale green energy, like leaves in the high Spring.
Ruby had said a few big hits.
How much is a few?
(And for that matter what's big? That jaw force is no fucking joke.)
The stab is clinical; into the thigh, out through the meat, a ripping motion with the wide blade of her survival knife. Erin takes a gamble on how much person versus animal is present when she snarls, "Got you!" with all the repressed malice of her heart. If this cat doesn't let go to reassess it's about to be a race to the death...
no subject
(Oh that's a therianthrope -)
- Thank you nerd brain NOT NOW -
As she reacts to the change in air pressure. A not-insignificant part of her screams that she bet wrong, she's about to die, but the rest is pulling her knife and stabbing for leg meat the moment she feels the spear move in her right hand. Siffleur's jaws close on the space around her head and those teeth are stopped by a flickering field of pale green energy, like leaves in the high Spring.
Ruby had said a few big hits.
How much is a few?
(And for that matter what's big? That jaw force is no fucking joke.)
The stab is clinical; into the thigh, out through the meat, a ripping motion with the wide blade of her survival knife. Erin takes a gamble on how much person versus animal is present when she snarls, "Got you!" with all the repressed malice of her heart. If this cat doesn't let go to reassess it's about to be a race to the death...