Pouncing Piping Plovers

*Kanja* · 12-09-2017, 05:00 PM

She watched Iskra out of the corner of her eye. It looked like the red woman was gearing up for an attack and if that was the case, she was going to do her best to keep the critter distracted. She barked at it and briefly dropped her front half in a play bow before bouncing back up. "Well, my pretty? I'm waiting," she simpered. It was hard to resist the urge to look at Iskra, but she knew that if she did she'd give the red woman away.

Her antics kept the lizard-goat occupied long enough for Iskra to dart in unnoticed. She seized the fish and managed to steal it away without too much difficulty. The critter appeared stunned; its face momentarily frozen in surprise. As Iskra made it to Kanja's side the reptilian goat seemed to get over its surprise and it took on a pouty, baleful expression. It huffed at Iskra, clearly displeased.

Kanja cackled. "I don't think he likes you very much." As if to emphasize her point the lizard-goat shook its horns at them and pawed at the ground. Kanja quirked a brow. Round two? "Looks like he wants a piece of you," she teased, her gaze sliding sideways so she could eye Iskra without taking her attention completely away from the goat.

Amused by the situation, she gigged the goat. "Come on, boy. Put those big ole balls to use; come get your fish back." Would the goat be ballsy enough to take on the wolves, or would it cut its losses and head for the hills? Kanja hoped for the former. How many more chances would she get to fight a lizard-goat?

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