trouble is a friend of mine
08-21-2013, 07:46 PM
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Nuka's actions had a rather explosive effect. When suddenly greeted with what they see as a surprise threat, a cat has two instinctual choices: claw at it, or run like hell. Despite being a skilled hunter and all that, Silverback was about to prove a very important fact about herself; She was a lover, not a fighter. In that instant when Nuka came leaping out from behind the rock, his fangs showing as he gave his bark - ever fur on her body stood out straight, and - with a sharp, spit of a hiss - she gave a jump backwards....
... right over the edge!
The cat dropped like a stone. Well, for a heartbeat or so- then a pair of flailing forepaws were quick to latch onto a protruding bit of rock - it crumbled and her grip slipped, but it was enough to slow her decent. At the next hit of a foot hold, she caught it and cemented her side against the cliff face, breathing hard. It wasn't her first slip and fall - these things happened to leopards every so often during their crazy dare devil hunts but they always caught themselves.... you know, except when they didn't and died. It was enough to get the heart pounding each time, but this- this was just ridiculous. Apparently she hadn't really been under the attack of an insane rebellious canine. He'd just been trying to frighten her. Cookie for him. With her tail flufed up til it looked like a feather boa, and her whiskers as stiff and straight as sewing needles - 'frightened' didn't even come close to the intial emotion.
Nor did 'annoyance' come close to the current one.
She shook her head ever so slightly, as it remained plastered to the side of the wall. "I'm gonna kill 'im."