I Tried To Scream
Iscariot - Predator Fight
05-03-2024, 12:22 AM
Tracker. What's the tracker doing out here? Freezing her ass off. Freezing, the chill of the north sinking deep into her bones and leaving her raw. Raw, hungry, starving-- starving in ways that meat will not fix. Starving for something more, though she won't give it heed. Iscariot's gaze is sharp, all of her is too sharp, as she cuts through the Pines like a knife. Easily distracted, when the quarry isn't of the upmost importance. A scent not altogether foreign, mixed with the too-heavy, too-foul odor of the walrus. Churning Riot's stomach, though something eggs her on. Closer, until Sloan comes into view-- cornered before the beast. Slow suffering, grumbling sigh from the girl, before she's off like a shot. Sharp teeth at the walrus's rear flippers, snarling and snapping as she digs in. It's with all of her might that Iscariot digs in, unsure exactly where she should be looking to chomp the thing. Good enough. If she can serve as some sort of distraction for the beast's rage, that's good enough. |
honduran white bats, chaos & calamity (clam)