TO FIGHT FIRE WITH FIRE
03-26-2013, 01:07 PM
It hadn't occurred to him that the sol might be having trouble keeping up. It hadn't occurred to him that his quick pace could only serve to wear them both down enough to become vulnerable to the cats. He only focused on the picking of the berries now, now that they were both stationary and set on their mission. He knew others would come, he had come, hadn't he? Marvel only wanted to be sure they got back in time to intercept any other wolves that would respond to the sol. It seemed, however, that everyone arrived and swarmed upon them at once. Marvel would drop his own stash of berries at his paws and pivot to take in the group, noting Aria, Luana, and Frino. Another flashed into his memory, but he could not recall the name. A young lad, he had come to the meeting with Luana. He had been one of the few that hadn't asked for a high rank during joining. Where was he? Surely he wasn't being fool enough to go after the cats.. perhaps he was just slower than the others. The Sol began to speak, addressing the crowd that had formed and giving a semi-plan of action should it become necessary. His eyes focused upon the injured Aria, who's shoulder was torn and a rusty red in color. It would need treating, but he couldn't very well do it in the open. She would need to rest, to be immobile when he treated that limb, which would require her being back in the dens where she would be safe from predators. However, it didn't take long for a bark to send his mind elsewhere. Someone was in trouble, and from the sound of it, it was that young lad. The girl raced off, and Marvel found himself bellowing after her. NO! But it was too late, she'd disappeared into the mangroves. Sterling eyes would shoot to the Sol. We have to go after them! They are too young to fend off the cats alone. He would then shift his gaze to the male, Frino was it? You, let's go! Orders were not natural for him to give, but they were necessary in a time such as this. He would never ask one of the women to go and fight, but the man.. he had to grow a pair and stand up for his land, his home. Without bothering to see if the man would take action, Marvel set off into the forest, abandoning the berries and the others. Alone he would sprint at full speed, trying to follow the trail the female had taken. Luana, what a fool to go after him by herself! And Cetotorah, how could he attack the cat without any assistance? A snarl rippled from tight lips as the man burst onto the scene, finding a large female cat about to spring upon Cetotorah's back. Her cub aimed for his paws in attempt to trip him up. Luana launched herself at the younger feline, Marvel was thankful for this. The Agua shifted his weight and kicked off, aiming to meet the cat in mid-air in hopes of knocking her trajectory off-course and away from Cetotorah. Get away, run now! He bellowed loudly as his frame soared toward the feline. He wasn't certain who he had aimed his order at, but he hoped someone would listen to it, particularly the male who was already hurt. speeeech, |