He heard Isabella's cry, and the beast's head swung in her direction, the sharp movement causing droplets of blood and drool to fly from his sliced-up maw. His eyes were still glazed, black dots hovering in the corner of sharp vision and causing it to blur uncomfortably. The buzzing was still loud in his ears, and he stumbled to the side, shaking furiously again to try and rid himself of the noise.
They were retreating - He could hear the war-cry of the black and white woman, as her maddened steed charged like grim death after the fleeing beasts. Isabella's target was floundering, and as the woman's pained scream filled his ears he thought that perhaps the gypsy whore had taken her life. It was difficult to focus on that, though, for as clarity came back to him, the King became acutely aware of his own nauseating wounds, and the fact that his prey was fast escaping.
Long legs, with bandages half-peeling and torn off of them, broke into a ground-eating sprint; But, even in this form, he had not the rapid acceleration of the horses, and after a short sprint, pulled up to a stop once more. The sounds of the skeleton woman faded into the forest, along with the sounds of the intruders, and Sirius knew that she would chase them to the border, or to their deaths.
He doubled back slowly, graceful lope hindered by a pained limp favoring one foreleg which had felt the bite of the mounted man's sword. Both forelegs were liberally littered with wounds, and his chest bled where the horse had kicked it, little rivers of red running down one limb. The Boss' breathing was harsh and erratic, but he took a moment to compose himself, not desiring for his subject to see the weakness. "Isabella," The beast barked harshly around his huge protruding snaggle-teeth, giant paws padding softly against the earth as he returned to the spot that he had seen the woman last. The words were accompanied by an oozing of blood, as he attempted to spit out the red liquid which had been pooling under his tongue. "Are you hurt?" Large, tapered ears twisted back at the sound of returning hoofbeats, and the beast's large head swung around to capture the sight of the ebony woman returning from the chase. "They escaped?" He snarled darkly, acidic eyes lingering on her approaching form.
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