08-07-2011, 05:07 AM
He had never envisaged such pain in all his life, the crack of bone and tearing of muscle, his own bones and muscle. He fell to the floor, swung around by the brown blur he had only gotten a look at once. He could hear the female yelling at him to stop but still the kick shattered something else. His eyes moved forwards and blinked, there in front of him, the jagged end of the arrow that had hit him earlier, he reached out a hand and pulled it close. It still smelled of the female and he filed it away in his memory, he would pay her back for this, the brown male as well. A wanting to survive that was as strong as his arrogant personality, rolled him over and dug the makeshift knife deep into flesh and muscle.
Then he was off, running like a coward, ignoring his pain even as a large length of his tail removed. Later he could mourn his injuries but for now just getting away was the priority here. He would be back, when his injuries had healed, Shurui always came back.
Then he was off, running like a coward, ignoring his pain even as a large length of his tail removed. Later he could mourn his injuries but for now just getting away was the priority here. He would be back, when his injuries had healed, Shurui always came back.