trouble is a friend of mine
08-21-2013, 07:31 PM
~*~ Silverback was still muttering threats into the side of the cliff: "-just rip out his throat and shove it down his heart and eat his- wait I got that backwards -" But then she heard the shout. (Well the second one, the first one had been hard to hear over the sound of her heartbeat thudding) He was calling her name, obviously thankful that she was okay. She tried to glance upwards but the angle was too strange. She could practically hear the good intentions and cuteness dripping out of his voice though. Dang it. How was she supposed to kill him now? Her life had a new problem. With a groan she inched her paws around to get a steadier foothold. The little ledge could give at any second, and her eyes were scouting for others she could jump to; her mind was already mapping out ways to get out. It wasn't really that hard, it was a just a tricky spot she'd fallen into and her heart still needed a little calming down. And by the by, where did he get off calling her Silver? It was cute and all, but it annoyed her. No one but her mom had ever called her Silver. At one point it had been an affectionate nickname, but as the old bird started getting crotchedy and the two females rubbed eachother hte wrong way, it was more and more often a sharply given shout that warned the daughter she was about to get an earful and scold and possibly a face full of claw. It was weird hearing it again - and espically hearing it said so worriedly and then so happily. Well at least she'd been right about one thing - the waiting time had helped thaw him out. Now if only she could get him to cool back down. "Freakin' wolves." Course the next second, Nuka was shouting down to stay put. He was gonna help her? Silverback just frowned, confused, into the thin air before her, and then she realized he was probably about to do something really stupid. "No!-" she suddenly shouted, "Nononono! Don't do anything- I got this!" Crap. This was risky, but it was her best shot: there was a ledge a good thirty feet off - actually it was the footpath itself. It was a ways down and pretty dangerous, but Silverback guessed she could make it. Worse came to worse, and she glanced off it - she still wouldn't die; With her skills she could grab enough stray foot holds and bouncing enough to slow her decent. But in the end she'd still end up bruised and sandy - or worse - WET!. She shuddered. A quick death on the rocks was preferable. Taking a short breath, she launched herself down and across the path - and after what felt like a hang time of an hour, she executed a perfect landing. Didn't even chip a claw. Her fur begining to smooth down a bit, she made no time of climbing back up the path and then walking out to the cave opening. Once inside, this time she take a good few steps from the edge. Not that she was in any danger of making the same mistake twice. Her eyes were still pretty enlarged, and her ears were pinned flat, but other than that she was fine. Finally she turned to the young wolf, and narrowed those eyes in slits. Her face was pretty dead pan on the outside, but inside she was trying to figure out if she should claw him for almost killing her, or cuddle him for being cute about it. |
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