I promise I won't budge
Fidelias
12-16-2021, 07:55 AM
Fidelias was standing on sentry duty that day when his eyes picked out movement over the sands he stood watch over. Black, sleek pelt and the move of a feline - a panther, definitely the sort of creature that could pose a serious threat to the pack. He kept watch on it to confirm it was moving away from the pack - it was - but he would report it to Aurielle later. Or, well, he supposed he should report it to Cairo, as Cairo was beta and leader of the warriors, though that would require more of an emotional effort from him to seek out the all-but-stranger.
Midthought, Fidelias' brow furrowed and stood up from his position to see better. Yes, as he thought - the panther's course had changed, taking it towards another figure, a wolf, and... yes, its attitude had changed. It seemed to be stalking the wolf. Fidelias hesitated. He could - probably morally should though his sense of morality was fuzzy at best - rescue the stranger. But he'd have to leave his post in order to save someone who didn't matter at all to Valhalla, and by extension Fili. Fidelias couldn't really care less about the stranger's life. On the other hand, the panther was a threat to Valhalla... and if it was comfortable stalking wolves, if it even got a taste for them, that could be a major problem down the line for the pack.
Well, that decided it. A threat to Valhalla couldn't be left unchecked, and without time to wait for backup he let out a deep, bassy roar of warning to whoever could hear and threw himself off the top of the wall, hitting the ground running. The panther was already squaring off with the stranger when Fidelias slammed into the smaller, feline creature from the side, his shoulder connecting with its ribcage and the momentum sending them both tumbling. The cat being the more agile found its paws much faster than Fidelias and dealt him a stinging blow to his shoulder before bounding, snarling, out of the decidedly unagile Valhallan's reach. Fidelias felt the claw marks trickle blood down his leg but ignored it to climb stoically back to his paws, ready to engage the panther again.
Midthought, Fidelias' brow furrowed and stood up from his position to see better. Yes, as he thought - the panther's course had changed, taking it towards another figure, a wolf, and... yes, its attitude had changed. It seemed to be stalking the wolf. Fidelias hesitated. He could - probably morally should though his sense of morality was fuzzy at best - rescue the stranger. But he'd have to leave his post in order to save someone who didn't matter at all to Valhalla, and by extension Fili. Fidelias couldn't really care less about the stranger's life. On the other hand, the panther was a threat to Valhalla... and if it was comfortable stalking wolves, if it even got a taste for them, that could be a major problem down the line for the pack.
Well, that decided it. A threat to Valhalla couldn't be left unchecked, and without time to wait for backup he let out a deep, bassy roar of warning to whoever could hear and threw himself off the top of the wall, hitting the ground running. The panther was already squaring off with the stranger when Fidelias slammed into the smaller, feline creature from the side, his shoulder connecting with its ribcage and the momentum sending them both tumbling. The cat being the more agile found its paws much faster than Fidelias and dealt him a stinging blow to his shoulder before bounding, snarling, out of the decidedly unagile Valhallan's reach. Fidelias felt the claw marks trickle blood down his leg but ignored it to climb stoically back to his paws, ready to engage the panther again.