Holding Out For A Hero
09-08-2014, 03:40 PM
The orange and cr?me dame walked through the land called Saratoga Wood. She had never been here before, and sensing that this would be a new place she could venture into and explore. Her topaz optics scanned the place for anything she could do, seeing nothing, she walked onward and began to look at some of the dried up herbs and other greenery that was destroyed during the land. Snow ran down the land slightly in small flecks, and she couldn't help but smile at it. Her eyes shimmered with a look of awe. But, her thoughts of exploring and looking at some herbs she could use for remedies was cut short when a growl erupted from behind a tree that was close to her. She moved backward, soon revealing a large mountain lion. She was too busy looking at the herbs that she could not sense the cat's presence, or smell it's scent which was something that she could do fairly well.
She snarled out a warning, though, a rogue wolf had a slim to none chance of winning a fight with a full grown wild cat. That was when she high tailed it and ran as fast as her legs could carry her. The lion stayed right on her heels, snarling as she could hear it's breathing behind her as well as the heavy sounds of its running that came off of it's paws. A Huata continued to run, trying her best to stay ahead of the cat, but soon it got so close that it leaped on top of her, hissing and snarling as she tried to claw and bite at it. Huata managed to get a few hits on its face, but, the cat had swiped its claws across her chest and face, leaving a deep gash on her cheek and a long cut running alongside her chest. The lion snarled and went to bite down on her throat. Huata closed her eyes and waited for her death sentence to happen.
She snarled out a warning, though, a rogue wolf had a slim to none chance of winning a fight with a full grown wild cat. That was when she high tailed it and ran as fast as her legs could carry her. The lion stayed right on her heels, snarling as she could hear it's breathing behind her as well as the heavy sounds of its running that came off of it's paws. A Huata continued to run, trying her best to stay ahead of the cat, but soon it got so close that it leaped on top of her, hissing and snarling as she tried to claw and bite at it. Huata managed to get a few hits on its face, but, the cat had swiped its claws across her chest and face, leaving a deep gash on her cheek and a long cut running alongside her chest. The lion snarled and went to bite down on her throat. Huata closed her eyes and waited for her death sentence to happen.