Useless Exploration

Walk | Talk | Think

For a second she thought she heard him, or a part of him, scrape against the earthen walls of the pitch cavern. Her ears strained to hear more even as she fumed, to further deduce where he stood in relation to her own position, but there was nothing. Either he had realized keeping still made him invisible as well or he was already on the move again and knew better than to make those same noises a second time. Her nostrils flared, another few breaths taken in, but the smells were not so defined to be of use to her here. Whatever had possessed her to come down into this cavern anyway?

There was only a slight sound to warn of Lel's movement before she felt him collide with her back. The force of him was unexpected enough to make her stumble beneath him, but it was the sickening feel of him on her, the touch of the single wolf she detested so much, that made her attempt to arch her back away from him even as he managed to grip the very base of her scruff between his jaws.

All sense of reason seemed to leave her then. She was nothing more now than cornered prey, caught within the predatory grasp of a killer that had every intention of playing with his catch before he ended its miserable existence. And she intended to fight for her life. Her voice rose in an uncharacteristically loud snarl, a distinct cry of outrage. Ears pinned, lips curled, she tried to move beneath him - to squirm, to fight, to make it impossible to keep his grip - but his weight made it nearly impossible. "Let go of me!" she screamed, trying to get out of his grasp but to no avail. Her worst nightmare had somehow become reality.