01-06-2010, 03:26 AM
Fail post is fail. Do we want to have Haku rough these two up!? XD *checks*
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He felt it then, the sensation of warm breath on at his side. Like adrenaline, fear surged through his veins in a way that it hadn’t for a long time, though he had never had the need to run for his life lest he wanted to be killed. But the moment where ivory teeth did so much as graze the hair of his hide passed, Hezekiah shot off through the wood. He may as well have been the matador to an angry bull, having pulled the cape back at just the right moment then, leaving Snake to be something of a rodeo clown there purely for distraction. But any distance between them was distance enough and only further exemplified by Hezekiah’s attempts to seem every bit smaller than he actually was; his tail tucked in close to his underside as he beat a hasty retreat to thicker cover, and his ears had turned back in every effort to pick up on what was going on where he couldn’t see.
But where their assailant did not have grace or speed, the pair of unfortunate coyotes did have that on their side. Fighting back would simply be useless where they weren’t familiar with the terrain, so going back towards Inferni would improve their chances. It had to, or else they simply had to evade him long enough to bore him. Fighting him wasn’t in Hezekiah’s intentions at all, but there were no guarantees on when his luck would run out. If the wolf turned on Snake, then he knew he would have to turn back to fight. But if the wolf caught up with him… well, Hezekiah didn’t want to think about that.
He felt it then, the sensation of warm breath on at his side. Like adrenaline, fear surged through his veins in a way that it hadn’t for a long time, though he had never had the need to run for his life lest he wanted to be killed. But the moment where ivory teeth did so much as graze the hair of his hide passed, Hezekiah shot off through the wood. He may as well have been the matador to an angry bull, having pulled the cape back at just the right moment then, leaving Snake to be something of a rodeo clown there purely for distraction. But any distance between them was distance enough and only further exemplified by Hezekiah’s attempts to seem every bit smaller than he actually was; his tail tucked in close to his underside as he beat a hasty retreat to thicker cover, and his ears had turned back in every effort to pick up on what was going on where he couldn’t see.
But where their assailant did not have grace or speed, the pair of unfortunate coyotes did have that on their side. Fighting back would simply be useless where they weren’t familiar with the terrain, so going back towards Inferni would improve their chances. It had to, or else they simply had to evade him long enough to bore him. Fighting him wasn’t in Hezekiah’s intentions at all, but there were no guarantees on when his luck would run out. If the wolf turned on Snake, then he knew he would have to turn back to fight. But if the wolf caught up with him… well, Hezekiah didn’t want to think about that.