Give Me Your Time or I'll Take It
Naiche
08-28-2020, 07:44 AM
A cold drop of terror hit Naiche when he saw his partner go flying. Another hunt where a pack mate was taken down?
Even as the thought was triggering Naiche rushed in without reserve and leapt up on two legs to sink teeth into the lion’s ear thrashing his head. It had taken a step towards Asla but that definitely stopped it. Naiche let go as the moment the lion stopped its forward motion and was bolting away even as the lion was lunging in sending out a paw after Naiche.
The paw swept by, Naiche found himself on the ground and was snarling and staring at the cat even as he scrambled up. The lion had paused to roar its anger. Naiche was too busy to think of what happened. He could still move after all and the adrenaline had him so pumped he hadn’t felt the claw hit. What had knocked Naiche down was the pad of the lion’s paw hitting the wolf’s rump, where as the claws had hardly done more than nick his rump and sliced instead towards the top portion of the tail. The tan colored tail had an unnatural tilt to it and blood was seeping through the fur, sticking to it.
Naiche couldn’t feel anything other than a desperate need to either get the lion away or keep it on him, preferably without the young wolf getting himself killed. Asla wasn’t permitted to die. No one else would die with him when attacking. Desperation was lending to speed but it was true, he needed Asla if he had any hope of surviving as well.