LOOK UP FROM THE PAVEMENT
08-20-2013, 01:09 PM
She should?ve been more careful, for in an instant she found herself covered by a dark frame, one hulking with power. Immediately she would act, seeking to slam her right front paw into the creature?s left eye, hoping to at least give it pause enough to realize that she was not easy prey. Her bodice would seek to flip over and rush forwards, his teeth biting into the scruff of her neck instead of her skull. By this point she hoped the beast would realize she was not easy prey; she knew cats were opportunists, hunting only the sick or the injured, the small animals that would not provide them much fight.
Nonetheless, she was prepared to call for him if she should need it. She had a small pack, but they would back her up if they situation called for it. ?I don?t think I?m quite as delicious as you might think, pussy cat,? she growled, not fighting just yet but hoping that the black beast would receive her message. I am not going to give up easily.