Papa Said 'Mind Your Manners'
Hunting/Luns
08-16-2020, 09:16 AM
OOC: Pottymouth warning, I guess?
Whether it was adrenaline or careless lack of foresight, Amaranth found herself hard-pressed to remember exactly where her sister was waiting. She figured this ought to be close enough, and Mæva was definitely good enough at this sort of thing to reposition herself if needed, so that wasn't the problem. The problem was her labored breathing and not knowing when her sibling was gonna leap out all fearsome-like and tear this dumb animal's throat out. Because that was definitely how this worked. Gods, please let that be how this worked. Mara promised anyone or anything listening that if this worked out she would start intentionally running and building up her wind tomorrow, because she sort-of kind-of felt like a huge wimp right now. She was halfway through weighing the pros and cons of just calling it and living with being a failure as both a hunter, hunting partner, and sibling when Mæva finally appeared and went all 'Gotcha, bitch!' Mara would have whooped her relief if she had the air in her lungs to do so. She watched with savage satisfaction as her sister clamped down on her mortal nemesis' hind leg, teaching it a lesson it wouldn't (or would, if they were lucky) soon forget about being so freaking fleet footed... and then promptly got bashed straight on in the chest. Mara had just, just started to relax. The light at the end of the tunnel was almost there... so close she could almost feel her full stomach. She groaned, and continued plowing forward. "Oh you goatshitting bastard," she ground out as she neared the buck's other hind leg. Here goes nothing, she huffed to herself and lunged. Wary of getting her muzzle smashed inward she tried to keep her body off to the side, and didn't clamp down so much as bite and tug. Even if this thing just stumbled, she'd consider it a win, and stumble he did. It only slowed him down for a moment but she could hear Mæva still coming strong, so hopefully between the two of them this would be over soon, one way or another. She lunged again and again, harrying the buck until Mæva was there to help her tag team. That was totally a strategy... right? "TALK" "YOU" THINK |
Current time: 11-23-2024, 07:47 PM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
