come a little closer

She asked for a small amount of the meat - a fact that surprised him, but he wouldn’t argue. He had a larger pack to feed, and if he was reading the scents on her right, she was alone. He nodded his head, offering her a flash of a smile as she spoke of his fangs for the job. “My claws are even better for that” he told her, and held up a paw. Showing her the sharp retractable claws that lay in their sheaths. His fangs worked in a pinch, but it was easier to control his movements when he used his claws.

“Pleasure to meet you, Wren” he said, and placed a paw back over the deer. He didn’t even get a chance to map out how he was going to do this before she spoke again. Her voice was a little shocked and surprised this time. His head shot up at the same time the mountain lion landed on her back.

He let out a snarl of his own as she began to fight for her life. He crouched, trying to determine the best way to get a shot in of his own without hurting Wren in the process. She was twisting herself up trying to get at him, and Basilisk waded in. Using his greater size and weight as he grabbed the cougar in a bear hug. “Kick him, i’ll hold him still!” he called out, hoping the added weight of Basilisk on the cougar would help give Wren the leverage she needed to break free.


WC: 265
Total: 1865

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