Toil and Trouble

Tamsyn led him forward, and he did his best to follow in her footsteps. Keeping low and quiet as they crept closer. He kept his assessments and questions to himself for the moment. He recognised the need for stealth.

She gave him instruction, and he gave a quick, but deep nod of understanding. It seemed she wanted to go for a chase, rather than a kill. She was the adult, and therefore the boss, and he would follow her lead.

When Tam leaped for it, Mortis did too. Going for the left, as she had instructed. The coyote didn’t run yet, but Mortis snapped open his wings and reared up on his back legs, making himself big and scary as he snarled, and dove forward, wings still outstretched, to take a bite of its back legs. He understood the tactic Tam was going for, to intimidate and scare it into running.