04-02-2012, 12:12 AM
Amy had been working on training with Raoth. The coyote had been eager, looking forwards to the battle. It had gone well enough for the first part, but he finally managed to figure out that now was a good time to escape, while he wasn't chained up. He'd broken into a run, leaving Anathema behind. Bellowing with rage Amy had shifted into her heavier secui form. Paws hit the ground hard, watching her prey dart before her. He was so light, the time she'd spent making him a warrior doing well for him now. Not yet broken, escape still rested in his mind. It wouldn't happen after this though. Amy would make sure of it.
Raoth darted off to the side, leaving her line of sight. Amy snorted angrily, searching for his trail. She was forced to slow down, concentrating on following his scent. The large dog wove through the trees, knowing that sooner or later she would catch up. No one escaped her, and that was the truth. Whether it took a few hours or a few months, Amy always caught those that escaped from her grasp. She never forgot, and she always got her revenge. This time would be no different.
Raoth darted off to the side, leaving her line of sight. Amy snorted angrily, searching for his trail. She was forced to slow down, concentrating on following his scent. The large dog wove through the trees, knowing that sooner or later she would catch up. No one escaped her, and that was the truth. Whether it took a few hours or a few months, Amy always caught those that escaped from her grasp. She never forgot, and she always got her revenge. This time would be no different.