peril
03-17-2014, 01:57 AM
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Audits would swivel toward the strangers voice as his amused gaze would temporarily glance in her direction. His hackles would raise as he would begin to feel cornered, faced by a potential danger on each side. Though the woman had not made any lethal movements he could not help but feel defenseless, a low growl bubbling within his throat as he spoke. "No log. Animal." He would correct her foolishness, his amethyst stare falling back upon the beast before him that again had snapped in his direction. It would miss his paw by only a few meager inches, and he would again sneer in amusement as he pawed at the fiend once more. Suddenly a savage plot would cross the boys mind, and he would act upon impulse as he always did. She would mention that they should feed this "log", and he would begin to wonder why he hadn't just tried to kill and eat it the first time it snapped at him. Without hesitation he would launch himself forward just as the crock clicked his jaws shut in protest. He would manage to land upon the creatures muzzle and skull, and it would instantly begin to toss back and forth, which resulted in Neios plummeting into the swamps depths. |