Battle Scars[Demonio]

N/A · 03-09-2013, 02:32 PM

It was a routine scouting, patrolling the areas near Tortuga's border. Investigating, making sure that nothing was amiss, normally this was done in teams of two, perhaps even three, but the wolf that was supposed to have accompanied her, never showed and Desdemonas monstrous size made her a viable choice for a quick, brief scout by herself and so without much hesitation she moved to complete the task. Her thick pads carried her swiftly across the terrain, her nose picking up nothing unfamiliar. It was a dull, tedious task and she couldn't wait to be through with it, but this was the duty and unlike the other wolf, she would not abandon a task bestowed upon her. Irritation had settled in her soul.

She was nearing Tortuga's border when the crack reached her audits and she froze, head careening behind her and body bending in an arch. It did not take long for the figures to reach her. There were three of them. Coyotes. Considerably smaller than her but teeth just as sharp and nasty. She was a seasoned warrior and had fought many odds but three against one wasn't exactly her choice of combat. She pulled her lips over her teeth, a thick and heavy snarl ripping from her vocal cords, she hoped to scare them off, make them think twice about attacking her. She lowered her head, ears pinned against her cranium and thick ivory canines barred as her body lowered in a battle ready position.

They clearly, did not take the hint. The first charged her. Desdemona held her ground, waiting until the thing lunged before she reared back and caught the things shoulder in her jaws hard, the satisfying crunch of bone beneath her jaws made all other thoughts beside this battle flee her mind. The second and the third were upon her one grasping her right front leg and the other aiming for her belly. Desdemona threw the coyote trapped within her jaws and it skidded across the dirt landing with a pitiful yelp among the grass. She ripped her leg away from the second, but its teeth carved ribbons of flesh from her leg, taken flesh and one with it. The thirds talons had torn into her back and its teeth were in the process of tearing a chunk of flesh from her.

Desdemona snarled, letting her legs give way beneath her and rolled, crushing the wolf upon her back and fighting back to her feet, the second lunged at her while the third regained its ground and its teeth clamped upon her scruff. Desdemona whipped her head around sinking her teeth into the coyotes chest and ripping it, along with a decent patch of her skin, off of her. The third was upon her before she could even release the second, its talons scraping down her maw. She snarled, her teeth snapping together mere inches from his snout. She pounced at him talons and teeth ripping into the coyote. Her jaws wrapped around his neck and crunched through the delicate vertebrae, the creature fell limp and useless to the ground and Desdemona whipped around eyes blazing with blood lust upon the other two.

They scampered away, retreating back into the forest and Desdemona was left with the corpse. Her bodice trembled, heaved with the adrenaline coursing through her veins. It was slowly wearing off but the heat of battle had always made her forget her own well being.

Pain blossomed first in her leg. The appendage was a mangled mess, ribbons of flesh and muscle hung in tatters fluttering in the breeze, the pone could be seen on a short, small section. That would take the longest to heal. Her maw was torn, claws had ripped heavy gashes into her face and she could feel the blood dripping from her face. Her shoulder throbbed from the gaping would the things teeth had inflicted and her back had a few gash marks but nothing too terribly serious. She was a goddamned train wreck and she was still too far from Tortuga. Forcing the physical pain away she forced her body to move. Her leg buckled beneath her, pain searing up her leg and a startled yelp escaped her as her massive bodice crashed into the dirt. Her tongue escaped her parted jaws and tenderly licked at the aching appendage. She had to make it back to Tortuga, she had to make it home, to Demonio. She wasn't this weak. She forced her legs beneath her and attempted to push herself up but her leg would not support her and she crashed back to the earth.

She whined, willing her body to work as she tried one more time. She managed to make it to her feet, grinding her teeth against the onslaught of agony, she didn't want to know how red her pelt had become. She limped slowly through the woods heading back to Tortuga. If she could just make it back to Demonio, she would be ok.

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