First spilt blood [Champion]

*Champion* · 03-28-2013, 07:38 PM

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Champion launched herself out from the shadow of the trees. Trees so monstrous they made even her look normal sized. Yet as soon as she came within a few inches of the elk it became quite clear how large she was. Polar bear paws, thick bones, giant cords of muscle all topped over with the thickest of fur coats. And yet she could move...

There was nothing but a flash of gold and pearl and then the baying of the frightened beasts. Champion was used to hunting on her own - she aimed straight for the creature's back - using a perch she'd taken in the tangle of giant roots to get the altitude she needed. In a heartbeat the she-wolf was atop the creature, digging iron claws and ivory insicors into the meat of it's neck.

But this was no fawn. The elk was bigger than a male mule deer and it twisted back viciously. Champion's grip was lost - and with it a considerable amount of elk blood. But the she-wolf, even as she fell, grabbed ahold of a dangerous new target - the elk's left fore leg - as it went swinging by in the air.

Growling like Cerebrus himself, Champion latched out and then started leaping back, as if attempting to drag the elk away. The beast bawled and bayed - obviously put out of it's wits by this ferocious attack. But it's wits came back soon enough - it surged towards Champion - and with a furious snorting started planting it's pronged hooves into her fur.

Champion yelped high enough for it to be called a scream - but it was through clenched teeth. She wasn't letting go. If the girl had known anything much about her lineage, she would've been able to chuck the stubborness and strength up to the traces of doberman blood due to her great grandmother - but as it was - all she could chock it up to was her usual insanity in the face of danger.

The yelp turned into a groan ?as the elk twisted and bucked. Champion?s grip finally came loose and she went flying into the massive trunk of a nearby tree.

The elk went running off at a high speed ? fear and primal instinct temporarily making up for a broken leg.

But Champion lay in a heap where she?d ricocheted off the trunk and fallen. Under a bower of ferns she lay with her legs in a tangle beneath her. Her red eyes stared, unseeing at the world around her. She felt like a bomb had gone off inside her chest?.

Pain was? amazing! It was? somehow satisfying? but it was a pretty dang far sight from being pleasant.

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~I?m now becoming my own S.e.l.f.-.f.u.l.f.i.l.l.e.d. Prophecy ~

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