don't eat the yellow snow
Mort!
05-16-2020, 01:43 AM
Nails on a chalkboard had nothing on the angry screech of a kea directly into her face.
But Malalia had a few, seconds of precious innocence before she experienced that particular flavor of pain. Racing through the willows, the leopard on her tail, she was blissfully unaware that Mort, the clever boy, had taken an easier, clearer route, soaring along to cut her off from the side. She was focused only on the feel of the earth and the scratchy roots and the gray, icy slush at her own paws, as she scrambled through the maze of trees.
And then she was running free.
Mal did her runs every morning, and even for her size, she was fast. The girl could sprint, and here? She was flying. Her paws barely touched the ground as she headed straight for the home tree -- tongue lolling, a growl of victory bubbling up in her jaws. She didn't feel the burn in her muscles anymore, only euphoria at the inevitable win, and the chance to kick Mort's ass. Victory was in sight!
That gods-awful bird screamed into her face. Her hindlegs instinctively slammed the breaks, forepaws rearing upwards to protect her face. And then Mortis slammed like a freight train into her side, sending them tumbling into the snow.
Round 1/3 - Winner = Mortis!!!!
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