snarl! snap!
[ medusa's seasonal prompt ]
You're not feeling so well...
Medusa
Wraith
Master Fighter (699)
Master Hunter (325)
Saboteur
Bloodletter
age
7 Years
7 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
25
25
player
Dragon Mod
Dragon Mod
06-11-2022, 11:45 PM
With both wolves latched onto the boar, it didn't take long for it to go down. Eventually, it fell over in the last throes of death before the light finally faded from its eyes and was forever still. Medusa unlatched her jaws from the boar's wide neck, stretching them for a moment since that hog had definitely strained them some. Wren hopped off next to her, telling her she had done a good job and that she could pick what she wanted first. All Wren wanted in return was a little bit of meat and maybe a tusk. She skeletal-marked girl nodded happily at the request, "Medusa couldn't have done it without your help, so Wren can have whatever she wants from it!" She exclaimed, tail wagging for a moment before she noticed movement behind the earthen girl. Her hackles rose in alarm at the intruder, but before Medusa could say anything, however, the feline had struck like lightning. It struck at Wren, who in turn had lunged forward closer to Medusa to get away from the surprise attack. Snarling, Medusa barked and snarled at the jaguar, hackles standing on end as the larger girl put herself between the cat and the other wolf. She grew a wild look in her eye as she stared down the other predator, challenging it. "This is ours! Back off!" She challenged, but the hungry feline was in no mood to negotiate or listen. Wren had asked for a tusk, well...if this jaguar didn't back off, then she supposed she would just have to teach it a lesson, and take its teeth, after! The Jaguar aimed a heavy, clawed paw at Medusa, though she managed to lean back enough to where its claws swiped the air in front of her nose. Alright, that was it! It was gloves off, now! WC: 1,620/2,500 |