ain’t no babysitter
Axina
Yarrabelle
Ghazi
Expert Fighter (225)
Beginner Intellectual (0)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
42
42
player
MalBelle
MalBelle
07-05-2024, 09:25 PM
spring has sprung, or whatever, and in the wake of whatever cosmic horniess gripped her packmates, Yarra finds herself tripping over puppies left and right. they’re…ugh…everywhere. they’re squealing and running about, tripping over clumsy feet and pestering their parents with moronic questions. it’s…grating comes to mind. Yarra has always expected she’d have children of her own some day - further the Saxe line and all that - but now that she’s faced with her own family’s spawn, she can’t say the notion greatly appeals to her. no, Yarra is more than happy to slip out of her den early most mornings and practice some offensive moves away from the others, trying to keep those feelings of inadequacy at bay. it’s during one such jaunt, however, that heralds a strange…occurrence. Yarra is boxing at thin air, relishing the strain and ripple of her muscles as she lands blow after blow on some invisible opponent, when a garbled shriek rents the air. Yarra pauses, eyes narrowing. at first, she thinks it’s one of the brats whining for attention - but then she spots it a few paces away: a buck, it’s beady eyes trained on her as it paws at the earth.
when Yarra makes eye contact, the buck gives another scream and charges forward, head lowered so the points of each antler is directed her way. Yarra gives a squawk of indignation, fury mounting as she darts of the range. how dare it? prey doesn’t act this way! the buck, however, simply whirls in a circle and begins to mount a second charge.
wc: 259/1500
when Yarra makes eye contact, the buck gives another scream and charges forward, head lowered so the points of each antler is directed her way. Yarra gives a squawk of indignation, fury mounting as she darts of the range. how dare it? prey doesn’t act this way! the buck, however, simply whirls in a circle and begins to mount a second charge.
wc: 259/1500
Yarrabelle
Ghazi
Expert Fighter (225)
Beginner Intellectual (0)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
42
42
player
MalBelle
MalBelle
07-08-2024, 01:46 AM
Yarra is so focused on the deranged creature that it takes them a moment to comprehend the sight before them: a howl draws her attention, and Yarra whips around just in time to spot a blur of movement and a hint of bright red fur. one of Absi and Aresenn’s spawn comes charging over, little face contorted with fury as she springs an attack on the crazed herbivore. Yarra is stunned for a moment, both by the child’s nerve and by the ferocity of the deer, but she’s quick to snap out of it. Absi will kill her if she lets one of her children get injured. “kid, get behind me,” she orders sharply, eyeing the deer warily.
its eyes are wide and crazed, hooves stamping as it puffs angry little breaths from his shiny flat nose. a shiver runs down Yarra's spine, a mix of thrill and apprehension. she hasn't been this surprised in a while, and it's a rather welcome feeling. the adrenaline of the unexpected. Yarra moves to shield the girl from the buck's crazed stare, tensing as it tracks her every movement. the wicked points of each antler pierce the sky, and Yarra paces in an agitated line as she waits. the anticipation hangs over them like a thick cloud. "you good, kid?" Yarra inquires to the girl, tail swishing. "'cause i think this bastard is looking for a round two." oops, should she really have sworn in front of a child? ah, whatever, this is Absi's kid; she's probably heard way worse. as though on cue, the buck snorts again and charges for them, anglers lowered. Yarra snarls, and races forward, hoping to apprehend the creature before it can injure the girl.
wc: 810/1500
its eyes are wide and crazed, hooves stamping as it puffs angry little breaths from his shiny flat nose. a shiver runs down Yarra's spine, a mix of thrill and apprehension. she hasn't been this surprised in a while, and it's a rather welcome feeling. the adrenaline of the unexpected. Yarra moves to shield the girl from the buck's crazed stare, tensing as it tracks her every movement. the wicked points of each antler pierce the sky, and Yarra paces in an agitated line as she waits. the anticipation hangs over them like a thick cloud. "you good, kid?" Yarra inquires to the girl, tail swishing. "'cause i think this bastard is looking for a round two." oops, should she really have sworn in front of a child? ah, whatever, this is Absi's kid; she's probably heard way worse. as though on cue, the buck snorts again and charges for them, anglers lowered. Yarra snarls, and races forward, hoping to apprehend the creature before it can injure the girl.
wc: 810/1500
Yarrabelle
Ghazi
Expert Fighter (225)
Beginner Intellectual (0)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
42
42
player
MalBelle
MalBelle
07-22-2024, 05:02 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-22-2024, 05:04 AM by Yarrabelle. Edited 1 time in total.)
the girl is reluctant to hide behind Yarra, which, given her parentage, Yarra probably should’ve expected. still, it certainly makes her mission of keeping Absi’s daughter safe rather more difficult than initially thought. as Yarra slams into the buck’s shoulder, sinking her claws into its smooth hide, she catches sight of Araxina mawling their quarry’s leg, using her little teeth to strip skin from bone. a mix of surprise and approval wash over her; the girl is certainly a nasty little cretin.
the buck gives a sharp jerk, drawing her attention back to the present. as it waves it’s antlers threateningly through the air, Yarra rises onto her hind legs and balances herself by placing a forepaw on its neck, leveraging herself to clamber onto its back. it’s a risky move, as she has to work to keep her balance, made increasingly difficult as the buck kicks furiously and tosses its head from side to side, but Yarra sinks her teeth into the join where it’s skull meets its neck, growling low. blood bathes her tongue, fills her mouth. it’s warm, the iron-tangle igniting her senses, and for a moment Yarra simply loses herself to the familiar bliss of mindless violence. she’s best like this, reduced to nothing but a system of working parts - a weapon in the skin of a woman. the buck shrieks in pain, splitting the air with its frenzied cries, but the sound only spurs Yarra on. her teeth sink deeper, aiming for bone. Yarra has just enlighten presence of mind to let her eyes rove to the girl, however, ensuring she’s handling herself.
although, given what she’s seen today, Yarra suspects she’s doing just fine.
wc: 1366/1500
the buck gives a sharp jerk, drawing her attention back to the present. as it waves it’s antlers threateningly through the air, Yarra rises onto her hind legs and balances herself by placing a forepaw on its neck, leveraging herself to clamber onto its back. it’s a risky move, as she has to work to keep her balance, made increasingly difficult as the buck kicks furiously and tosses its head from side to side, but Yarra sinks her teeth into the join where it’s skull meets its neck, growling low. blood bathes her tongue, fills her mouth. it’s warm, the iron-tangle igniting her senses, and for a moment Yarra simply loses herself to the familiar bliss of mindless violence. she’s best like this, reduced to nothing but a system of working parts - a weapon in the skin of a woman. the buck shrieks in pain, splitting the air with its frenzied cries, but the sound only spurs Yarra on. her teeth sink deeper, aiming for bone. Yarra has just enlighten presence of mind to let her eyes rove to the girl, however, ensuring she’s handling herself.
although, given what she’s seen today, Yarra suspects she’s doing just fine.
wc: 1366/1500