[m] sarcastic savior

Helotes Lykoi · 08-12-2012, 09:34 PM

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Helotes was out on Potra today, which just tickled her pink after he had taken her mother instead of her the other day. To placate the fiery mare, Helotes was letting her run to her heart's content and he was just coming along for the ride. She had bolted like lightning as soon as he had let her, and she had run like a possessed thing straight towards the borders of the territory, only then did he reign her in.

Teaching the young horse how to conserve her energy rather than expend it all in one bolt, they had done several exercises in control, ones which Potra at first resisted but then found out to be fun. Helotes and she muttered to each other joyfully, not really saying anything, but then again horses never really said anything important anyway. Helotes let Potra go again then, and instead of running she took the time to nibble on some sweet grasses; the Hydra then lay back against her hindquarters and looked up into the cloudy sky. It wasn’t all that unpleasant today, perhaps a bit cooler than it had been, but the breeze was nice against his dark fur.

The Lykoi thought it might be nice to take a cat-nap on the horse's backside but just then a dark shadow appeared in the sky. A crow it was, and he thought nothing more of it until it seemed to be circling above him like a vulture, calling out constantly. Helotes sat up and looked at the bird more closely, realizing that he recognized it, Stark? He called up, feeling somewhat strange talking to the bird. The feathered fiend swooped down immediately to try and perch upon Potra’s neck, but she was having none of that and shook her mane wildly, forcing the bird to awkwardly hover before him, "Boy in trouble! Come now!" Stark croaked out madly, and Helotes felt his heart jump into this throat, Vesper? Where! And without hesitation, Stark took off and headed outside the boards. Helotes pushed Potra into a gallop and she was more than happy to oblige, keeping under the crow the entire way.

Helotes had not brought his spear, which he regretted immediately, but his claws would do nicely if there was to be trouble. The smell of horses and Vesper came to him suddenly as he broke the crest of a hill and suddenly found himself surrounded by a herd. Potra whinnied out excitedly, but their sudden appearance had spooked the wild steeds and they all began stampeding away. Helotes kept his eyes trained on Stark, despite the commotion and steered Potra towards a nearby grove of trees. He could hear a commotion there, snarls and growls and the sounds of conflict. And then, the visage of Vesper surrounded by three wolves, and another coyote hybrid facing off against another. The Hydra didn’t hesitated and pushed his horse even faster, muttering to her a single word that she understood, and before the attackers knew what hit them one of them became nothing more than meat under the sharp hooves of his horse.

Like a monkey he jumped from her back as she barreled through the group and landed atop one of the assailants like a ton of bricks, the two of them went tumbling into the underbrush. Helotes was quick to snap of his foe’s arms back with a sickening pop and the wolf howled in pain, still in shock from the sudden attack. The Hydra sunk his teeth into its neck then, blood spurting into his mouth, but he could feel the pinned wolf’s claws digging into his back. He twisted his jaws then back and forth and wrenched upward and the wolf was dead, his head nearly separated from his body by Helotes' jaws. The Hydra turned then to come to Vesper's aid, as there were still two wolves left.

.: WC :: +648 :.

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