11-23-2011, 08:16 PM
+10 - 3 people or more
3+
With his lupus more flexible than his others and able to move through the underbrush at a faster pace he was able to keep up with the herd and kept it going, causing blind panic and confusion. Snapping and snarling like some deranged monster to scare them out of their silly minds. He weaved and bounded, ducking antlers and dodging hooves where and when they came for him. Tongue lolled from his mouth and saliva dripped unchecked from its end. Dusky ears twisted as the call of another announced his arrival accompanied by a snapping of branches. He recognised the guy he had seen at the pack meet, with his jeans and distinctive cowboy hat.
A feminine yip told him that the cowboy's female friend was here as well, the scent of horse now mingled with the ones of elk and crushed grass. Somehow Lorenzo ended up trapped in the middle of the
stampeding mob of herbivores, but luckily for him they were too scared of the predator within their midst to attack him. As he ran the man shifted swiftly eventually entering his Secui form. The hulking mass of flesh and muscle terrified the animals even more and the herd began to disperse the bonds of fear fleeing them completely as every instinct told them to scatter. He saw an opening in the mass and took it, leaping clean over a doe with her fawn and emerging on the outside of the mass, cutting off the now targeted doe's escape once again, taath were bared and sunk deeply into one of her legs, tearing the muscle.
A hoof struck him in the side of the head and he left go with a grunt of pain. The old doe changed directions again deciding to take her chances with the two on their rear legs than the hulking monster on four. Lorenzo was hot on her heels, keeping her running from him. The wound on his temple bled a lot for such a small cut and he was half blinded as the blood dripped down into his right eye.
3+
With his lupus more flexible than his others and able to move through the underbrush at a faster pace he was able to keep up with the herd and kept it going, causing blind panic and confusion. Snapping and snarling like some deranged monster to scare them out of their silly minds. He weaved and bounded, ducking antlers and dodging hooves where and when they came for him. Tongue lolled from his mouth and saliva dripped unchecked from its end. Dusky ears twisted as the call of another announced his arrival accompanied by a snapping of branches. He recognised the guy he had seen at the pack meet, with his jeans and distinctive cowboy hat.
A feminine yip told him that the cowboy's female friend was here as well, the scent of horse now mingled with the ones of elk and crushed grass. Somehow Lorenzo ended up trapped in the middle of the
stampeding mob of herbivores, but luckily for him they were too scared of the predator within their midst to attack him. As he ran the man shifted swiftly eventually entering his Secui form. The hulking mass of flesh and muscle terrified the animals even more and the herd began to disperse the bonds of fear fleeing them completely as every instinct told them to scatter. He saw an opening in the mass and took it, leaping clean over a doe with her fawn and emerging on the outside of the mass, cutting off the now targeted doe's escape once again, taath were bared and sunk deeply into one of her legs, tearing the muscle.
A hoof struck him in the side of the head and he left go with a grunt of pain. The old doe changed directions again deciding to take her chances with the two on their rear legs than the hulking monster on four. Lorenzo was hot on her heels, keeping her running from him. The wound on his temple bled a lot for such a small cut and he was half blinded as the blood dripped down into his right eye.