Just a little hunting...
Knight
Trophy Hunter
10-29-2021, 09:53 PM
Reality washed over Rudy fast and yet too late as Oxx so easily stopped the attack and Rudy found himself pinned to the ground. Rudy pulled back his lips to still show off the rage as he struggled, let him know that if Rudy had a chance he’d be happy to bite whatever got too close. Let him know Rudy still had the desire to make him suffer. He could care less about the bastards comments about his teeth. Rudy had already known whatever happened, if he lived, it was going to be bad.
Rudy’s imagination of what might happen was not open enough to the ways to make one suffer. Rudy let out a howling piercing scream as wide eyes stared in stunned, pained shock at both the blood where his toes should be, and, as he lay on the ground suddenly free, where his toes lay on the ground.
The bastard had backed off and looked happy over it. Rudy rolled over to his side, pain washing over him from that simple movement. He still had three good legs, and his paw was still there. It, it wasn’t that much blood and it was only.. Rudy cut off that line of thought. The idea of just laying there and waiting sounded good but still, he moved to slowly get back on his feet. His one leg tucked up, head spinning with a wash of dizziness. Between the blood, the horror trying to get through his mind, and simply balance it was really pretty good standing. His eyes were forced on Oxx. Deep breaths, sucking in air as he tried to find his focus, to calm a heart that was pounding too hard. “I hope there is a special spot for demons like you when they die.” Threats of his future still weren’t coming just in case it did goad Oxx into killing him. Even the longest odds of winning were now washed away. If Rudy didn’t live he couldn’t help fight him later.
It was just a few toes. Not a big deal. It was remarkable how much it felt like a big deal. He was doing good to stand, how could he fight now? Running sure as hell wouldn’t work. “I hope your death is long and slow,” the words soft in between the beats of his heart. Whatever it took, Rudy would help make sure it happened.
Rudyard Carpathius
Rudy’s imagination of what might happen was not open enough to the ways to make one suffer. Rudy let out a howling piercing scream as wide eyes stared in stunned, pained shock at both the blood where his toes should be, and, as he lay on the ground suddenly free, where his toes lay on the ground.
The bastard had backed off and looked happy over it. Rudy rolled over to his side, pain washing over him from that simple movement. He still had three good legs, and his paw was still there. It, it wasn’t that much blood and it was only.. Rudy cut off that line of thought. The idea of just laying there and waiting sounded good but still, he moved to slowly get back on his feet. His one leg tucked up, head spinning with a wash of dizziness. Between the blood, the horror trying to get through his mind, and simply balance it was really pretty good standing. His eyes were forced on Oxx. Deep breaths, sucking in air as he tried to find his focus, to calm a heart that was pounding too hard. “I hope there is a special spot for demons like you when they die.” Threats of his future still weren’t coming just in case it did goad Oxx into killing him. Even the longest odds of winning were now washed away. If Rudy didn’t live he couldn’t help fight him later.
It was just a few toes. Not a big deal. It was remarkable how much it felt like a big deal. He was doing good to stand, how could he fight now? Running sure as hell wouldn’t work. “I hope your death is long and slow,” the words soft in between the beats of his heart. Whatever it took, Rudy would help make sure it happened.
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