crazy northern animals

He was a bit too heavy to get without getting winded. It certainly didn't help that he was bleeding from countless tiny wounds. Pyrrhic had barely made it across the Orchard before he had to slow down to a trot. He could hear the cats in the trees and in the bushes, their tiny bean toes tapping audibly and forcefully as they tried to keep up with him.

Not realizing immediately who was there, Pyrrhic whirled on Iroh with a snarl. Upon seeing his cousin he calmed and grew grave. "They're possessed, Iroh. Demons sent to attack us because of who we are." Even as he spoke and looked to his young cousin, Pyrrhic's gaze continually scanned their surroundings for the little beasts. He felt as though they were gathering just beyond his sight and readying for an assault.

Pyrrhic licked his lips and felt a sting as countless tiny scratches protested. Here and there dots of blood marred his muzzle from where the little beasts had tried to find purchase. He ignored the tiny wounds; his body was littered with worse injuries. Thankfully the attackers were small otherwise he would have been in more imminent danger.

"We can't stay here," he said firmly. "We need to keep moving before the demons take on bigger hosts." His fear was that the demons were keeping them in one place while the others fetched a bear.

WC: 231
TWC: 1,331

"Talk"