All Around Me
06-27-2013, 02:51 PM
Her strike with her paw was spot on, knocking the smaller man on the chest, pushing him away from her back onto the ice. His limbs gave out beneath him and he thumped back onto the frozen ice with a grunt, saliva dripping from his jaws as he snapped towards the empty air, screaming at her that she was lying. Lying about what?! She had no fire with her, was he demented or something?! The cream, peachy she-wolf took a step back, mindful of where she placed her paws as to not cause herself to tumble down onto the ice as the smaller man who called himself Caesar had. A glance was given down to the ice to watch where she placed her paws, and that's when she saw her reflection. She'd seen herself plenty of times, she was no stranger to her own appearance, but it was then that she noticed her eyes. The left one a cool, icy blue, nearly identical to the ice below her pads, but the other was a fiery orange, resembling flames. Flames. Fire. Was this lunatic trying to gauge her eye out because it looked like fire?! Only with her luck she would run into a crazy, demented man who thought her eye was fire. Lucky her. I'm not a liar and I'm not keeping the fire to myself! You idiot, that's my eye! A snarl worked itself from her pale jaws as she watched him incredulously. This was beyond crazy! And then he was lunging at her again, partially lifting up as he aimed towards her face again. Alessa rose to her own hind paws, allowing the front half of her frame to rise up from the ice, bringing her to tower over the smaller man, right forepaw coming down from atop him, looking to smash his muzzle down and possibly disorient him with the hit. Haunches tensed, plume flagging out for balance, talons digging into the ice in order to help her maintain her balance. She wasn't usually one to ask for help, but at the moment some kind of help would be nice. Kililan's face popped into her head but she dismissed the thought. She had no idea where he could be and she wasn't about to call for him to help her. She could handle this crazy lunatic on her own. Or so she hoped. Talk like this |