All Around Me

N/A · 06-27-2013, 02:28 PM

Greedy jaws would snap, but he would not reach her. A well-timed and placed foot knocked into his chest. On solid ground, the fiend would?ve certainly had better balance, but here all of that left him. His weight shifted to press at an undesirably unstable angle on the ice, and he slipped to the ground again with a grunt, claws screeching. A bestial hiss gurgled in his throat, and he snapped at the air as he went down, saliva trickling down his twisted lips. ?She lies! She lies! She?s keeping it all for herself!? his voice tore across the air, the edges of each syllable frayed and vicious. How could she not know? Even Caesar had seen his own eyes before. She just didn?t want to share!

Quickly he hauled himself up again, beginning to grow slightly more accustomed to standing up on the ice, though not greater stability could be achieved. For but a split second, his brain whirred, thrusting about its wily plans and loose strategies. He couldn?t just go at her again. Before he could reach her and get a grip, she would be able to intercept and knock him off balance again. So he had to intercept the interception, cling to her like a leech. Nobody would stand on ice like they did on earth, he told himself. He could find a way to knock her over too.

The imp panted for a moment, his fur bristling and persistence flaring in his ebony veins. He was cold and he needed that fire! Damn the stupid ice for hindering him. Suddenly he hopped forward again, his lip curled to display jagged teeth that glistened with welling spit. Swiftly his narrow muzzle shot upwards and forwards, his front lifting up slightly as he feigned a bite towards her face. Muscles were tense, his ears twisted back and his narrowed eyes mildly focused, ready to lock onto any sign of motion. She would either try to push or bite him again, he was certain. This time he was prepared.

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