Everywhere Reminds Me Of Home
08-11-2013, 08:22 AM
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The wolf gave a satisfying cry of pain and back off fast, his fur fluffing up like, well, a cat's. The mutt went immeidately into a defensive position, curling up his tail pathetically and showing a desperate sheen of fang. The cat didn't continue her attack however. Though her eyes still flashed and those claws that could peel flesh were unsheathed, she just straightened up and held her ground. The snarl on her limps faded to a pointed sneer. "Don't be an idiot," Silverback growled. "I could've raked out your eyes or your throat if I'd wanted." As it was she seemed content to just observe the damage she'd already done to his muzzle. For the moment anyway. Her shoulders rolled with feline grace as she took a side step, the beginnings of a circle around her offender. She'd been angered and she'd sought retribution. Having seen to what she considered a just punishment, there was no obvious need to continue. What there was though, was a lesson to be learnt. "Listen carefully dog, when a thing like me attacks a thing like you, your best bet is just to lay down and pray that death will find you quickly."
She could leave the scene at any moment she wanted to - bounding off into the snow clouds to scale one of the sheer ice cliffs as easily as a squirrel would climb a pine. But what she detested above all things was boredom. Now that she had to be awake, she would see what interest this 'thing' - for lack of a better word - could hold for her.