The Art of Murder [Cifer]
03-10-2013, 02:00 AM
As soon as the rat began moving he could feel Shificora shift on his back. The owl watched the rodent with narrowed eyes. Wraith had scampered to some rocks to hide for the time being and wait. As if on cue the great bird raised its wings and began to circle twenty feet above them to watch and wait. It was enough to keep an eye on the rat and both wolves. He would merely observe in this fight unless asked to do something more. His companion could fight his own battles. Shificora was merely a sentry to help keep watch and catch prey. With his friend out of the way Cifer's head lowered. Ears flattened against his cranium so there was less of a chance of them being bitten or torn. His head tucked into his neck to protect his throat. His stance widened in to a defensive position, yet he felt like he'd be making the first move. It all depended on how long their conversation lasted. He hoped it wasn't for long. Emerald eyes didn't waver as the intestine dropped from her maw with a sickening plop. The blood and bones in the area was enough to make anyone vomit. Cifer held a stoic expression on his face. His eyes were the only thing that gave away his hatred. "Vengeance? Asheni...was her name." Vengeance was such a funny word. It sounded much like revenge, but it had a sweeter tone to it. It was something one wanted. He'd never was a wolf that sought revenge. Until now. Had he not been so level headed his blood would have boiled to hear Asheni's name come from her lips. She was right though. He wanted revenge for the damage she'd caused his best friend, his pack mate, the first wolf he'd ever even bothered getting close to other than Crusade. Besides, no one harmed a Glaciem member and got away with it. Not while he was still Lead Brave. "Call it what you will. In the end it makes no difference." The warrior in him kept him calm, cool, and collected. His mind was already thinking out strategies while his muscles itched to move. It would be a glorious fight. One that would be heard for miles. He didn't lust for blood or battle. He lusted for pride and most of all the revenge he sought for his dearest companion. Honor was what kept him going. His mind cleared and his breathing slowed as he entered a relaxed state of mind. Nothing else mattered except this battle right here. He needed to focus. One long breath was exhaled from his body before powerful back legs propelled him forward. There was no snow here so his feet easily found purchase. He was built for snow and ice so this ground was so much easier to navigate that Glaciem's territory. The man veered off to the right slightly before taking one bound to the left to change direction enough. If she followed him they would meet head on. If she didn't he could possibly hit her shoulder. She could also back up and he would miss her. There were so many possibilities but he was prepared for them all. Attacks: Cifer is running forward veering slightly to the right, her left, as he runs. He then changes course and goes slightly to the left. He's hoping to get good purchase on her shoulder or bite her ribs if he's lucky. Defenses:His head is lowered to help protect his throat. His head is tucked inward to further help protect his throat. At first his stance was wide but of course changed when he started running. His tail is stretched out behind him to help keep him balanced. He's ready to change defenses if his attack goes wrong. Injuries: None as of yet. Speech, |