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*Tyrian* · 02-15-2021, 06:12 PM

Each step across the bridge was an exercise in maintaining balance. Every time he lifted or set down a foot Tyrian ran the risk of one or more feet getting away from him suddenly. The only time he felt safe was when all four paws were on the ground, because he could clench literally everything and stay upright that way. But alas, travel was mighty slow that way so careful stepping was all he could do.

Tyrian had just placed a foot down when everything went sideways. The newly planted foot shot out from under him like a soaped duck and Tyrian suddenly found himself fighting for ground. His paws went this way and that, and try as he might his claws couldn't save him. He windmilled his tail and bucked around for several seconds as he battled the ice. If at all possible he wanted to avoid busting his ass and/or his chin on the ground, and he'd almost made up his mind to sacrifice his elbows when somehow he managed to get all four paws squarely under him again. His paws slid a little more and then blessedly he was still.

He breathed a victorious sigh...and then boom he went down in a tangle of limbs as something blindsided him. Confused as to what had happened, Tyrian looked down and was surprised to see a very blue leg mixed among his. Clearly that didn't belong to him. He followed it up to its source and was surprised to find a a lovely pair of mismatched eyes looking back at him. The woman seemed just as surprised by the turn of events as he.

Tyrian didn't miss the change in her tone as she realized who she was tangled with. Even though he was stinging in places from ice burn he couldn't help but smirk back at her. "Oh I'm sorry," he said, even though they both had to know it was her fault. "Didn't mean to trip you up."

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