bloodsport

Sirius Revlis · 06-01-2011, 12:28 AM

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ooc: lahv, if you have the bear thrash or rear up or whatever in your post, please pp Siri being thrown off? danke <3

For the briefest of moments, Sirius allowed himself to be thankful of the presence of the male behind him. Larkspur obeyed his instinctual signals without hesitance or challenge, but the thistle King was aware that such obedience came from a desire to see the death-antics of a false leader more than a changed wish to serve. However, such intelligent thoughts fled from calculative mind at the horrifying rumble that rose slightly ahead of the crouched hunters, off to their right - The sharp snuffling of the bear as it scented the breeze, tasting the air for fear.

There was fear within Sirius. He was not brave, nor foolish, and this act was both. However, nor was the Boss a cowardly creature; He had devoted his purpose to this task, and with the blood of the Hunter pulsing thick with adrenaline through newly royal veins, there was little more than a flinch given to show the terror that withered within his gut. However, the Revlis male did not, as some might, detest the sharp blade of his fear. It was recognized as a valuable weapon, for with the fear came the wariness, the intense rush of energy to empower his long limbs. With the fear came the desire for life, and from this, for death - Death to the creature that threatened him. Death to them all.

As with Larkspur, the male's black lips pulled back from his yellowed canines, revealing the large fangs to glint in the unstable shadows of their sparse bush covering. Long coyote ears were flattened hard to his skull, and shaggy hackles rose along slightly arched spine. However, he held his position, remained totally silent - Surprise was the edge they needed to change victory.

Hardly daring to breath, a mixture of aggression and tightly leashed energy radiating from the stiffened lines of his crouched frame, the male crawled forward on his belly. It was a risky move, for as Larkspur had seen, the foliage ahead thinned dangerously and chanced observation. But height was a definite advantage, and worth the deadly risk.

Tail tucked close to his hindlegs and body compacted, ready for fight or flight, Sirius emerged into sight behind the bear. It had ambled from its cave-den, standing now on a flat out-crop of stone that jutted into a dangerously steep drop. The only safe way down was a worn path to the right - A fall from the ledge for wolf or bear could easily result in the breaking of a bone, perhaps even death. Larkspur was hidden in the thicker foliage of the path downwards, and with a jolt of alarm, the thistle-King realized that the bear intended to walk directly past his location as it made its way down into the less steep hunting ground that flanked the mountain.

The time for action had come. His crawling had positioned Sirius above the cave's opening, at an equal height to the bear. He knew, even as he moved, that the bear would detect the slightest sound - Using the speed for which his hunting skills were famed, the umber hybrid burst from his crouch into a forward motion, given only a single pace till he launched from the higher ground. The bear had heard his movements, and with a blood-curling roar, twisted its head to meet this unexpected and foolish attacker. Just managing to miss the jaws that snapped for his limbs, Sirius landed on the creatures back, his teeth snapping shut around the thick fur on the back of its neck.

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