Though Jael had thoughts of holding off for Gilgamesh, it's Siduri who catches her gaze first. The girl already well ahead of her, on her way across to Obsidian Beach. It wouldn't be the first time she bled on these sands, and she's pretty sure it won't be the last either. All the speed in the world wouldn't have caught up to her, and by the time the wolfdog makes landfall behind the child, Sid has disappeared into the throng.
Whale-eyed and already escalated, heart pounding in her chest, Jael's opal gaze flickers among the crowd. The kids. Head spinning, Jael can't make them out in the brawl. Instead, she fixates on someone her own size. Quintessential, unsettling, near-mad border collie eye, aimed at the woman. There are no second thoughts. There's only the crouching, creeping gait that takes her closer to her opponent. Head low, chest low, ears pinned to her skull-- this isn't a wolf. This is something much worse, and it's intent on Lucette.
Off like a shot, near manic in her speed, Jael strikes. Rushing for the woman's face, a flash of teeth and among the most unsettling sounds that can come from a dog. A snarl that starts down deep in her throat, breaks through, as she lunges for the vermin's face. It's vicious, raw power that's near deceptive for her stature. Grit and grace. Jael will not withdraw, will not try to harry back-- no. This is one of the few opportunities it seems she'll have at an opponent her size, and she's going to do everything in her power to stay close to her target.
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