Oh deer

Iscariot · 09-27-2024, 07:32 PM

With her diminutive size and still aching bones, Iscariot's hunts have been mostly relegated to traps, since returning. Digging pits and lining them with spikes, leaving the heavy lifting to someone bigger. Play to your strengths and all that shit. It's in checking those traps that the scent of fresh kill reaches her on the breeze, accompanied by one of the other Syndicate bastards. Whoever it was probably had things under control, and she wouldn't bother trying to help bring in what's already dead. The fun part was over.

Or, well, she wouldn't have bothered-- but then there's the sound of crashing in the undergrowth. Whatever the predator was, it was certainly big. Losing lunch to someone else's faltering wasn't on her list of things to do today, so Riot changes course.

The bear is already staring down Flare as she closes in, a long-suffering sigh pushed through her lungs. With little fanfare, Iscariot maintains her flanking position. Head low, a dark streak as she dives for the beast's ankles. Ears pinned to her skull, hitting the creature with as much momentum as she can muster. The faster they can drive it off, the faster she can go back to her chores.

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