11-28-2011, 05:43 PM
OOC: Sorry about the wait, and the quality of the post. A LOT of college stuff has suddenly crept up on me.
Well this was becoming very fucked up very quickly. The wolf in-front of Hermann hadn’t responded to his attempts at negotiation. In0fact if anything it seemed to have made the situation worse, with the other wolf dropping into an aggressive stance and baring her teeth. Hermann was just about to try again, praying that the woman might understand what little broken English he knew, if it even was English that the wolves around here spoke, when things got worse.
The first wolf was joined by two more, one of which he vaguely noted was wearing some sort of hooded cloak. With a jolt of fear at the new arrivals Hermann decided to get going while the going was good, turned on his tail and fled.
He never noticed Esmerelda throwing the knife at him, but as it turned out turning to run worked out fairly well for him in this regard, causing the knife that would have hit him in the face to impact with the meat of his thigh. Hermann stumbled slightly from the pain, both from that of his new injury and his earlier one which had been disturbed by the sudden movement, but managed to launch himself forwards towards what he thought was the direction he came, and hopefully away from these wolves home.
Under normal circumstances Hermann would have felt fairly confident in his ability to escape. However two wounded legs severely hampered his normally agile running speed. Hopefully the sight of him fleeing away from their territory would be enough to placate the aggressive wolves.
Well this was becoming very fucked up very quickly. The wolf in-front of Hermann hadn’t responded to his attempts at negotiation. In0fact if anything it seemed to have made the situation worse, with the other wolf dropping into an aggressive stance and baring her teeth. Hermann was just about to try again, praying that the woman might understand what little broken English he knew, if it even was English that the wolves around here spoke, when things got worse.
The first wolf was joined by two more, one of which he vaguely noted was wearing some sort of hooded cloak. With a jolt of fear at the new arrivals Hermann decided to get going while the going was good, turned on his tail and fled.
He never noticed Esmerelda throwing the knife at him, but as it turned out turning to run worked out fairly well for him in this regard, causing the knife that would have hit him in the face to impact with the meat of his thigh. Hermann stumbled slightly from the pain, both from that of his new injury and his earlier one which had been disturbed by the sudden movement, but managed to launch himself forwards towards what he thought was the direction he came, and hopefully away from these wolves home.
Under normal circumstances Hermann would have felt fairly confident in his ability to escape. However two wounded legs severely hampered his normally agile running speed. Hopefully the sight of him fleeing away from their territory would be enough to placate the aggressive wolves.