Come out, I know you're there!

Slade Auctor · 03-31-2011, 07:21 AM

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OOC: ORLY?
WC: 310

The scene was all to familiar to Slade, especially when Arwen jumped out of the tree to stare at him. He had done this before, standing there, trying his best to conceal his fear, when a possible murderer stood over him. Things were slightly different this time. He wasn't facing a loner. This was a packmate, and there was no way she was going to murder him when they were in open territory; even if it was close to the borders, the scent of a dead coyote would be too strong to ignore.

He was letting his pride get in the way of common sense again, but instead of trying to look her in the eye he noticed that her shoulder was completely normal. What was that in the tree...?

He found out too late. He managed not to yelp and only jump back when the shadow became an owl, swooping towards him like he was a mouse. He didn't want to hurt the owl, so his first instinct was to duck. Feathers grazed the top of his head as he barely missed it.

As soon as the owl was gone, Slade stood straight again, now staring right at Arwen's maddened amber eyes. "There goes your pet," he smirked; somehow, dodging the owl 'attack' made him feel far too confident. Maybe it was because, like his encounter with Jaden, he felt that he was going to survive this. Even if Arwen wanted to try to freak him out, he couldn't imagine a reason she would have for killing him in cold blood. As he had thought before, killing him here would just be stupid. If he was a killer - though the only thing he had ever killed was prey and maybe a couple of annoying flies - he would be much more careful about where he destroyed his victims.

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