As the coyote lunged forward to close the remaining distance between them, and her only reflex was to brace for impact. She clenched her eyes tightly- gritting her teeth as she anticipated the attack. However, she heard the exchange of blows before she ever registered feeling anything. In an instant, her pale gaze sprung back open- flashing in surprise to the scene that played out before her. There wasn’t time to put rational thought into what was happening, but she felt compelled to react. The boy from the beach had a tight grasp on the throat of the coyote that had knocked her off balance in an effort to prevent her evasion. A second one that had appeared as suddenly as the boy, had already taken a shot directed specifically toward the murderous brute … but in a time like this, she wouldn’t complain. Just as she was searching the fray for an opportunity to provide aid to the situation- not that she knew what she could do- a third coyote appeared from the brush intent on adding to the altercation.
If anything she could do, Talyssa thought being a distraction might be her best bet. Leaving the boy to his two, Talyssa darted around the trio to intercept the approaching third. As they drew near, the coyote locked its joints to try and force a stop, but its momentum kept it sliding forward. Taking the opportunity to get it off its feet, she hit it full force with outstretched paws to its side. As they slammed into the ground, she felt the thud of the impact in her chest. All the while, fighting the scrambling predator to keep the upper hand- luckily, the coyote took the brunt of the fall. It wheezed as the air rushed from its lungs, but even still, it reached to make contact with her closest limb as it remained planted in its shoulder. She felt the tear of flesh against fang, leaving a searing in her forearm that left her gasping in surprise. In sudden reflex, she struck the predator in the face with splayed jaws. Caught in a situation of not entirely sure of how to handle herself- for the first time, realizing being equipped with the knowledge of how to defend herself and the skillset to actually pull it off, were two entirely different things.
Professor
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