What Is Going On?
05-07-2017, 02:14 AM
Sparrow wasn't even sure where she was going anymore. Her direction had devolved into somewhere "more into the pack" in hopes that someone would be there to stop or at least witness whatever happened next.
Dodging under brush often led to Sparrow busting through foliage. Branches scrapped at her sides and her paws got tangled in the taller grasses. She was moving too slow. Lillianna was gaining on her. After one more dive, Sparrow came up to face Lillianna directly, barely stopping in time to not plow into the larger woman.
Sparrow backpedaled, only to bump into the bushes she had just dove under. She looked for a means of escape and when she couldn't find one, she braced herself.
Sparrow pulled her ears back and rose her hackles, her paws spreading out and her legs bending for agility. Her nails dug painfully into the ground. Her shoulders rolled, covering her neck and hiking her excess scruff and fluff around her throat. She kept her head level with her spine and her tail flagged out for balance. She tucked her chin to cover the space between her neck and her scruff. Her eyes narrowed and her nose wrinkled, though even she wasn't sure if it was in defense of her face or out of pure distrust of the woman before her.
She knew at any moment now, she could be fighting for her life.
Lillianna questioned her. She asked sparrow why she was running. She seemed confused.
"Bitch, don't act confused, you know what you've done," Sparrow thought.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Sparrow growled between gritted teeth, "You just surprised me then started chasing me, how was I supposed to react?"
Bullshit. It was all bullshit. Sparrow couldn't confront her though. Not now. Now alone.
Dodging under brush often led to Sparrow busting through foliage. Branches scrapped at her sides and her paws got tangled in the taller grasses. She was moving too slow. Lillianna was gaining on her. After one more dive, Sparrow came up to face Lillianna directly, barely stopping in time to not plow into the larger woman.
Sparrow backpedaled, only to bump into the bushes she had just dove under. She looked for a means of escape and when she couldn't find one, she braced herself.
Sparrow pulled her ears back and rose her hackles, her paws spreading out and her legs bending for agility. Her nails dug painfully into the ground. Her shoulders rolled, covering her neck and hiking her excess scruff and fluff around her throat. She kept her head level with her spine and her tail flagged out for balance. She tucked her chin to cover the space between her neck and her scruff. Her eyes narrowed and her nose wrinkled, though even she wasn't sure if it was in defense of her face or out of pure distrust of the woman before her.
She knew at any moment now, she could be fighting for her life.
Lillianna questioned her. She asked sparrow why she was running. She seemed confused.
"Bitch, don't act confused, you know what you've done," Sparrow thought.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Sparrow growled between gritted teeth, "You just surprised me then started chasing me, how was I supposed to react?"
Bullshit. It was all bullshit. Sparrow couldn't confront her though. Not now. Now alone.