be the lightning in me
05-27-2021, 04:44 PM
Despite her fire and vitriol thrown at him, the purple dire wolf did not back down from his insistence of offering her aid. He introduced himself as Indigo, and Em nearly balked with laughter to think his mother had named her purple-furred son something so on the nose. He tried to tempt her in with promises of the safety of some nearby pack and a meal. She scoffed. Shelter, food, and care? How dumb did he think she was? He had to be the laziest bounty hunter if he really was trying to put no effort into luring her to lower her guard. He could have easily just crossed the distance between them and killed her with those tremendous saber fangs. One bite and it would all be over.
But he didn’t. He didn’t cross the space between them. He stayed right where he was, partially obscured by the tall grasses flanking the flowing river, and he just spoke to her. Her fur bristled, but her expression softened the slightest. Why was he playing games with her? Was he just toying with her? Did he get some sort of sick delight out of playing with her emotions before killing her? Her paranoia spun her out of control and a ringing had started in her ears. Her head felt heavy, and the combination of gradual blood loss, exhaustion, and panic was making her feel sick.
And yet he still did not attack her. Why not? What was he waiting for?! She stared at him in confusion, scrutinizing every word he said, every move he made, every breath he took. Those dark sapphire eyes were filled with emotions she hadn’t seen before, a certain softness she couldn’t place. While she was busy trying to understand what the hell was going on, a distant rustling was heard heading their way. Em’s head lifted, following Indigo’s gaze in the direction of the sounds. Her heart sank; that would be one of the wolves she was running from for sure.
Indigo whispered a word of warning to her, but already Emersyn was in a frantic struggle to get back to her feet and run, her eyes wide, pupils pinpricks of terror. She whined, begging her body to cooperate, but it only resulted in her ending up face-down in the sand again with a yelp of pain. It was too much to ask. Her body had given up after four days of nonstop running. This was it… this was where she died.
Em growled and grit her teeth, smacking a paw in angry defeat against the damp earth. Her ears fell flat to her head, mismatched eyes drooping closed with resignation to her fate, and a heavy sigh slipped past her lips. “This isn’t your fight… Please, get out of here before you get hurt too,” she pleaded with the kind stranger. He didn’t deserve to get caught in the crossfire when her hunter found her just because he had shown a doomed wolf sympathy. But if he really wanted to help her... “Actually, just… just put me down before he gets here. Do me a favor and make it quick. He’ll drag it out...”
If there was one thing Emersyn didn’t want if she was going to die, it was to die slowly and painfully. She’d choose a quick mercy at the end of Indigo’s fangs than whatever torture she might be subjected to. Keeping her eyes closed, Em lay still where she had fallen, waiting to feel the inevitable bite of Indigo’s saber teeth ending her life and sparing her another moment of suffering while the rustling of paws on grass got closer and closer.
Not more than a minute later, another male emerged from the tall grasses. He stood between Emersyn’s and Indigo’s heights, and was fairly well built and covered in scars from a plethora of fights he’d won. He eyed the stranger for a moment before settling his predatory gaze on Em, a wicked grin of triumph twisting at his lips. ”Finally caught ya, bitch,” he taunted the downed femme while slowly closing the distance between them, teeth bared with deadly intent. ”Gave us all a hell of a chase. Can’t run forever though, huh?”
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