I AM YOUR NIGHTMARE IN THE FLESH
12-08-2013, 08:36 AM
A lesser wolf probably would have flinched at the noises coming out of the feline's mouth. Ganelon didn't really. Sort of a twitch of the eye, maybe. The cat finished up the noises, snarled some stupid crap at him, and suddenly spun around and dissapeared through a hole into the interior of the structure. Ganelon frowned. Was this a trick? Did it really just walk away? Was he supposed to follow it? Not that he would. That would be stupid. He waited a couple seconds to see if it would come back, and when it didn't he shrugged to himself and trotted at no great speed across the surface of the object to the land side. Glanced over his shoulder, heard a loud smashing noise from inside. Weird.
The wolf jumped again, eight feet down onto the beach, limped a few steps growling at the pain from his jarred feet, and looked back up at the top of the..the whatever. The cat's head didn't appear. Why had it just wandered off? Was its master trying to give it directions in secret? This was rather confusing. He remained on his feet, curious now that he had enough distance to run off and wasn't facing a choice between freezing to death and being torn to pieces and dying of blood loss. Ganelon could easily run away from here and disappear into the woods. Sure, a wizard was out there somewhere, but he could kill one wolf as easily as any other. Without their familiar to protect them wizards were pretty much helpless.
He kept his mouth shut and waited for the lion to reappear. Doubtless it would be angry that he'd gotten away. Although, honestly, he didn't know what it expected him to do. Ganelon had no inention of passing up an easy chance to escape. Maybe talking was all it could do and it wasn't honestly any smarter than normal lions were. Away from their prides or whatever they were an easy target for two or three wolves.
He didn't really plan to test the theory too much. Ganelon was only one wolf and he'd survived a long time by remembering that fact of life.
The wolf jumped again, eight feet down onto the beach, limped a few steps growling at the pain from his jarred feet, and looked back up at the top of the..the whatever. The cat's head didn't appear. Why had it just wandered off? Was its master trying to give it directions in secret? This was rather confusing. He remained on his feet, curious now that he had enough distance to run off and wasn't facing a choice between freezing to death and being torn to pieces and dying of blood loss. Ganelon could easily run away from here and disappear into the woods. Sure, a wizard was out there somewhere, but he could kill one wolf as easily as any other. Without their familiar to protect them wizards were pretty much helpless.
He kept his mouth shut and waited for the lion to reappear. Doubtless it would be angry that he'd gotten away. Although, honestly, he didn't know what it expected him to do. Ganelon had no inention of passing up an easy chance to escape. Maybe talking was all it could do and it wasn't honestly any smarter than normal lions were. Away from their prides or whatever they were an easy target for two or three wolves.
He didn't really plan to test the theory too much. Ganelon was only one wolf and he'd survived a long time by remembering that fact of life.