Apologies for wait :c Itachi will keep following the blood trail, and will eventually run into Pandemic and learn that the woman was caught in a trap and was captured.
Age and experience would set her above him in skill and technique, but his inability to let the heat of the moment and feelings get into play. Within, he was cold and empty, and it allowed his body to move without the fragment of delay commonly caused by emotions. The katana continued to stab at her, but was repeatedly blocked with the shield she had reclaimed from the ground. But she could be defensive and offensive simultaneously, and as she too managed to lash out and force red weeping lines upon his body, he repaid her dearly. Scarlet eyes were fully focused on the wolfess, and it was only barely his audits recognized a stranger’s cry for retreat.
Although his youth allowed for swifter reflexes and more muscle behind his movement, her successful strikes had been clever and had him at an increasing blood loss. The woman’s response to the cry was instant, and unfortunately, so was Itachi’s. As she turned, the katana slyly stabbed forward, biting into her side and twisted. The female cried out and dropped her defensive weapon, but adrenaline seemed to give her wings despite the freshly inflicted wound. It probably hadn’t pierced any vital organs, but it was deep and would bleed heavily.
The coywolf moved in pursuit, but was suddenly all too aware of his own injuries. There was nothing critical about his status, but much of his golden figure was glistening with red, and he understood that he didn’t have the strength to chase after her without too much effort. He followed a few steps, longing eyes tracing her fleeing back. But he knew his limits, and behind him there was a consistent scream that he had been deaf to until now. Turning around, Itachi calmly paced over to the wolf’s abandoned horse. Its injuries were great, and it was in pain. A shame, really. With both hands on the blade’s handle, he pushed the sword deep into the suffering herbivore’s heart.
Still bleeding, he turned back and started to follow the red stained ground after the injured female that had fled. With his lucky stab, he thought it was likely that she was to bleed out before he, and so he would follow the red spotted trail she had unwillingly left behind for him in his own pace.
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