S.O.S!

it was close to the nomad's campgrounds when it happened. a yowl split the air just as Dutch bent over to catch some stray fish that had washed up on the island's shore. apparently, she had offended the great cat god with trying to get free grub. she had a split second to look up before the beast was upon her. tackling the smaller woman to the ground, it'd hiss and spit above her. a jaguar. of all the damn luck. she raised her lips at the feline, snarling, as she got to her feet.

there was no damn time to call the alarm. if she did, there was a good chance the jaguar would get spooked and run... right to the camp. the Hjarrandi were fierce warriors, true, but Dutch's ego had been bruised and she wanted to take it down. with a vicious snarl, she'd leap toward the jaguar and try to block it's access to the Hjarrandi. or at least entertain it for a good while before she bit the dust. either way. it swatted her aside easily and she tasted blood across her face. damn it.

she was only acutely aware of another being moving toward her. be it another feline or cat, she wasn't sure. her violet eyes were entirely focused on the jaguar before her.

219 words. "speak."