Get Off Of My God Damn Lawn

Artorias · 03-18-2021, 10:38 PM

The young man would lean his head with a gentle tilt into his mother's nuzzle, accepting her affection and advice before their battle. He had heard of the dangers of hyenas only in passing. This would be his first chance actually getting to test his mettle against the foul creatures. Eyes burning and steeled in the direction the cacophony of yowls was coming from, he waited until his mother and alpha had taken the first steps over the snowbanks and was right at her side, emerging into the open snowy area to the pack of mangy beasts. Artorias eyed his opponents warily, sizing each of them up from biggest to smallest. Although they didn't appear like much, he knew better than to underestimate his foes.

Resin charged in, lunging for the largest hyena of the group and engaging it immediately. Artorias sprung after her, kicking up the powdery snow as he leapt toward the pack of hyenas. Resin's charge had broken their ranks, leaving two segmented lines of hyenas on either side of them. Art knew he had to keep them from surrounding them or they'd be overwhelmed by numbers alone. As he drew upon Resin, he saw another sizable hyena making a move on the distracted femme, aiming for an ambush on her. Artorias intercepted the beast with a flurry of his sword, bringing the blade up to catch the hyena under the chin and flipping the scavenger on its back. Using the momentum of his swing, Art brought the sword back down right onto the hyena's throat, crushing its windpipe with a sickening crunch of cartilage and blood vessels.

The hyena flailed on the ground as it suffocated, but before he could put it out of its misery like his mother had, another two hyenas ran in, snapping at Artorias' legs and shoulders. Artorias backpedaled a few steps, making sure he moved so as to never leave Resin exposed, and thrust his sword forward, catching one of the hyena's jaws with the wooden weapon. The two fought back and forth over the sword for a few moments until, with a growl of annoyance, Artorias released the sword and opted instead to dip lower, leaping into the startled hyena with fangs bared for its throat. The hot gush of blood met his tongue while sharp teeth rent its throat into a gory mess, thrashing his head back and forth with the dying hyena still held in his jaws.

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Artorias has two ravens named Corbin and Eira and a fox named Argent. Assume they are within calling distance at all times.
As his mate, Briar may enter Artorias' threads unless marked Private.
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