Gods & Swans
03-09-2014, 01:49 AM
Her attention was focused on the large reptile that had emerged from the water, pondering how Baldur was going to get away in time unscathed. Unfortunately, his left foot was struck by the teeth that stuck out at odd angles from the gator's mouth and she winced at the way it was done. Selfishly, she was happy that she hadn't been the one that was attacked, but the Ocena part of her encouraged the surfacing idea to help out the white male. As he cursed and winced when placing weight on the injured paw, she caught his question about what it was. Odette's ears flattened against her head as she watched it continue to stare at the island they had occupied. "A lizard of some sort...a really big lizard with a mean disposition." Slowly, she turned her gaze to Baldur and then to his bleeding paw. It hurt her heart to see any type of pain come down on others, and she decided to help him with it. Her gaze turned and looked up to the tree she was currently sitting in. Nothing that signified a useful herb was noted in the branches, so she looked down to the trunk. On the opposite side of where she was, a small shrub was located near the base of the tree. "Ah...wormwood." As soon as the word left her mouth, she slyly chuckled and took her fish with her as she dismounted. "Give me a minute," she said with a mouthful of fish, making sure to stay away from the edge of the small island. Odette kept an ear out as she padded towards the bush and, after lowering her catch, pulled apart some of the bush's product. It was the perfect thing to use for their unexpected guest. She crunched the wormwood in her mouth, making sure she didn't swallow any of it. It became a nasty paste and she immediately spat it out and onto her fish. With regret, she coated the prize on both sides with the paste, ensuring she got all of it from her mouth and between her teeth. Odette then raised her head and looked around at the surrounding trees of the forest. The island they were currently on was in the center of a pond and even thought it was shallow, she pondered if there were any deep holes beneath the surface that one could fall into. Her gaze moved to the bit of forest she had come from and a smile appeared on her face. Before tackling the birds, she had smelled a few familiar scents of herbs that could be good use for Baldur's injury. The only problem was getting past the alligator...She hoped her plan would work. "Baldur..." She said softly. "I need you to bear with me, okay? As soon as I throw this fish towards our newfound 'friend', I need you to hop, run, skip -- whatever, with me across the water and back to the woods. It's the only way I can help you." Odette took a few tender steps forward and dangled the fish from its tail. She hated to see such a big prize leave her clutches, but now that it was covered by the nasty herb, she didn't want it. As she let the fish catch the light on its remaining shiny scales, the eyes shifted from Baldur's tasty form to the new awaiting prize. With a soft huff, Odette flung the fish in the air, away from where she and Baldur stood. The fish went up high and slowly came down, intending to hit the water before being eaten. Luckily, the gator rushed after it and opened its jaws wide upon resurfacing. Once she heard the affirmation of the jaws snapping shut, Odette raced across the pond. She made sure Baldur was beside her, for she didn't want to leave him for a bayou dinner. Splashing behind them signified that the gator was ready to eat more than just the fish she had given it. She could feel the vibrations in the shallow water as they reached the forest's edge and a low growl escaped the female's lips. "RUN!" she hollered, hoping that Baldur would get ahead of her before she turned around. The gator continued to race through the water, getting closer to Odette at a rate the wolf didn't like. She sharply dug both hind legs into the ground and kicked up loose dirt and grass, smartly directed to the pair of eyes that were planted on the reptile's head. Odette didn't waste any time to see if it stopped the male gator from pursuing her; she started to run again and sniffed the air to see where Baldur had gone. "Baldur?" She called once she was a good distance from the fiasco. "Baldur!" Panic slowly settled in as she looked around, unable to really catch his scent, thanks to the adrenaline rush she had gained after temporarily blinding the alligator. Her pacing increased and she gave a soft whine as red and blue eyes tried to seek out white against the forest's camouflage. "Talk" "You" Think |
Current time: 11-23-2024, 01:48 PM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
