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The small excursion towards the Dahlian borders had certainly gotten Snake’s attention away from their journey to Halifax. When Hezekiah mentioned it, he paused and nodded. “Yeah, but time might get us. We could probably see a little bit of Halifax, but we might have to come for a return-trip later.” Of course there was never enough time in one day to explore the entire city; Snake himself expected to go and return many times, as there were treasures hidden behind the storefronts and barred doors. His mind on the strange city and what they could do now, he did not notice that their silent observer had started to close in on them—his footsteps quick, silent, and murderous. He did not notice until Hezekiah did. Following his friend’s clear gaze, he saw the terrifying sight of the Secui wolf closing in on them. Blood and murder were obvious in his blue eyes, two bits of the hottest fire from the pits of Hell. Snake did not feel emotion usually, but he could feel fear well. Fear was not an emotion, it was an instinct. And it told him to run.
He was usually a fighter, but he had been trained to not be an idiot. To face someone that was clearly older and more experienced (not to mention in his Secui form, which was much more fighting-prime than the Lupus form) when they had the surprise advantage was suicide. Strangely, he wished that he was in Optime form with that gun he had found in Halifax. He wished that it worked. He could, in that split second between seeing Haku and reacting, see in his mind’s eye lifting the firearm and firing—bang! They wouldn’t have to be afraid, then.
But now, they certainly did have reason to be afraid. Hezekiah started to run when Snake had registered what was happening and decided to run. It would be entirely too close—they were going from being still to running while the pursuing wolf had had a running start. It was all they could do though, and the two coyotes were off into the trees. He did not stay too close to his friend, not wanting to trip him up or generally complicate things. He kept Hezekiah in his periphery, though he did not dare to look behind him. He kept his legs moving, his tail twitching and lashing—he wanted it so that there would be no easy way to grab at him from behind that would be easy. Though fear had made them run aimlessly, Snake now had his mind working in its proper way. He had noticed when looking towards their pursuer that the wolf’s gaze had not locked on his; the coyote’s guess was that the wolf was gunning towards Hezekiah. That was largely the reason why he kept his eyes on his friend. If he was caught, well… Snake would not abandon him. No, he would keep life if they both could, but if not… death was not such a bad option.
Regardless, he tried to angle his path through the densest parts of the forest, trying to keep himself aiming towards Inferni. He wanted so badly to see the pikes with the skulls upon them, he wanted to be beyond the invisible barrier they gave him. And yet it felt like a thousand miles between here and there.
The small excursion towards the Dahlian borders had certainly gotten Snake’s attention away from their journey to Halifax. When Hezekiah mentioned it, he paused and nodded. “Yeah, but time might get us. We could probably see a little bit of Halifax, but we might have to come for a return-trip later.” Of course there was never enough time in one day to explore the entire city; Snake himself expected to go and return many times, as there were treasures hidden behind the storefronts and barred doors. His mind on the strange city and what they could do now, he did not notice that their silent observer had started to close in on them—his footsteps quick, silent, and murderous. He did not notice until Hezekiah did. Following his friend’s clear gaze, he saw the terrifying sight of the Secui wolf closing in on them. Blood and murder were obvious in his blue eyes, two bits of the hottest fire from the pits of Hell. Snake did not feel emotion usually, but he could feel fear well. Fear was not an emotion, it was an instinct. And it told him to run.
He was usually a fighter, but he had been trained to not be an idiot. To face someone that was clearly older and more experienced (not to mention in his Secui form, which was much more fighting-prime than the Lupus form) when they had the surprise advantage was suicide. Strangely, he wished that he was in Optime form with that gun he had found in Halifax. He wished that it worked. He could, in that split second between seeing Haku and reacting, see in his mind’s eye lifting the firearm and firing—bang! They wouldn’t have to be afraid, then.
But now, they certainly did have reason to be afraid. Hezekiah started to run when Snake had registered what was happening and decided to run. It would be entirely too close—they were going from being still to running while the pursuing wolf had had a running start. It was all they could do though, and the two coyotes were off into the trees. He did not stay too close to his friend, not wanting to trip him up or generally complicate things. He kept Hezekiah in his periphery, though he did not dare to look behind him. He kept his legs moving, his tail twitching and lashing—he wanted it so that there would be no easy way to grab at him from behind that would be easy. Though fear had made them run aimlessly, Snake now had his mind working in its proper way. He had noticed when looking towards their pursuer that the wolf’s gaze had not locked on his; the coyote’s guess was that the wolf was gunning towards Hezekiah. That was largely the reason why he kept his eyes on his friend. If he was caught, well… Snake would not abandon him. No, he would keep life if they both could, but if not… death was not such a bad option.
Regardless, he tried to angle his path through the densest parts of the forest, trying to keep himself aiming towards Inferni. He wanted so badly to see the pikes with the skulls upon them, he wanted to be beyond the invisible barrier they gave him. And yet it felt like a thousand miles between here and there.