Crash of the worlds
06-06-2020, 01:06 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-06-2020, 01:08 PM by Askan.)
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Askan squinted against the snow stabbing at his eyes and huffed out a steadying breath. He'd only shoved her once but his legs were already starting to feel the strain, if he were a reasonable man he would have left it at that. But he wasn't and nor would he stop till he'd had his fill. He'd expected a retort of some kind but he didn't think Raelyn would throw a fit just cause he pushed her to the ground. He couldn't see her of course, his senses were blurred and hazy at best, but from the pissy snarl of her voice it was pretty damn obvious that she wasn't happy with him. Not by a long shot. Well boohoo, cry him a river. If she didn't want to get walloped then she shouldn't have snuck on him and besides maybe this was what she needed, to be taken down a peg or twenty. Maybe then she'd be tolerable company.
Jerk? Pfft, Askan would have rolled his eyes if he could.
"Yeah yeah what-ooof!"
Askan staggered back at the weight baring down on his shoulders, leaving deep trenches in the snow as he regained his footing. His joints ached as the cold latched onto them, their icy grip tight and unwavering. He'd been out long enough for the cold to start sinking beyond his coat and into his bones. If this went on for too long he'd run the risk of losing a toe or two, a thought that made him shudder just as much as the cold itself. Now that she was close and personal he could finally see her but there wasn't much to see, scathing blue eyes as she...stood on her hind legs in an attempt to push him over? With how light she was compared to him? Yeah...no that wasn't gonna work, not even in these conditions. Though if the winds got any stronger it'd blow them both over for sure.
With a growl, Askan used the distance he'd gained from stumbling earlier to his advantage and made to grab at her scruff. He missed at first bite, his jaws snapping on empty air, as his chin knocked against her shoulder blades. He'd blindly aimed too low. Second time was the charm as he tried again and grabbed a hold of her thick neck fur. His hold was firm, but not pinching, as held her in place then followed through with another shoulder check, this one harder than the last. As soon as he felt resistance, tugging on skin, he let go. He wouldn't have had to be so grabby if he could see what he was doing and where she was, but the Selwyn just had to make do.
Askan squinted against the snow stabbing at his eyes and huffed out a steadying breath. He'd only shoved her once but his legs were already starting to feel the strain, if he were a reasonable man he would have left it at that. But he wasn't and nor would he stop till he'd had his fill. He'd expected a retort of some kind but he didn't think Raelyn would throw a fit just cause he pushed her to the ground. He couldn't see her of course, his senses were blurred and hazy at best, but from the pissy snarl of her voice it was pretty damn obvious that she wasn't happy with him. Not by a long shot. Well boohoo, cry him a river. If she didn't want to get walloped then she shouldn't have snuck on him and besides maybe this was what she needed, to be taken down a peg or twenty. Maybe then she'd be tolerable company.
Jerk? Pfft, Askan would have rolled his eyes if he could.
"Yeah yeah what-ooof!"
Askan staggered back at the weight baring down on his shoulders, leaving deep trenches in the snow as he regained his footing. His joints ached as the cold latched onto them, their icy grip tight and unwavering. He'd been out long enough for the cold to start sinking beyond his coat and into his bones. If this went on for too long he'd run the risk of losing a toe or two, a thought that made him shudder just as much as the cold itself. Now that she was close and personal he could finally see her but there wasn't much to see, scathing blue eyes as she...stood on her hind legs in an attempt to push him over? With how light she was compared to him? Yeah...no that wasn't gonna work, not even in these conditions. Though if the winds got any stronger it'd blow them both over for sure.
With a growl, Askan used the distance he'd gained from stumbling earlier to his advantage and made to grab at her scruff. He missed at first bite, his jaws snapping on empty air, as his chin knocked against her shoulder blades. He'd blindly aimed too low. Second time was the charm as he tried again and grabbed a hold of her thick neck fur. His hold was firm, but not pinching, as held her in place then followed through with another shoulder check, this one harder than the last. As soon as he felt resistance, tugging on skin, he let go. He wouldn't have had to be so grabby if he could see what he was doing and where she was, but the Selwyn just had to make do.