"Dun ask meh!" Paelor retorted, following after them. He saw what the bobcat pulling the branch back and darted forward to get on the other side and out of the way. "Keep goin', Ah'll blind 'im!"
Namir chased after them, growling.
Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 4:10 pm
Viatyl trusted Shydyl completely and continued running full speed while she waited for the sound of a smack from the branch the bobcat had secured. Though the mini had to admit she herself would feel better once the cat caught up with her.
Seeing that the mare was doing the smart thing and running, Paelor spun on his heel and did the stupid, heroic thing. He needed to get his head checked. Once he was safely out of reach of the branch, he braced himself and focused all of his attention on the walker's nose. He gathered his energy and waited.... waited... waited.... Right when Namir's hoof hit the perfect spot for a sharp whack from the branch, Paelor targeted the largest, most painful spark right on Namir's nose. It was no worse than a particularly painful static shock, but when combined with the branch to the face... well, he hoped that would be enough to stun the skinwalker long enough for them to get away. He didn't waste time to see if it was successful, instead grabbing the bobcat's scruff in his mouth and taking off, with her hanging awkwardly in front of him. Years of running from jilted gamblers was paying off. Namir went down, howling his pain and rage.
Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 5:48 pm
Shydyl blinked trying to understand her current predicament. Why was she being carried by this stallion? She shook her head and stretched her legs attempting to manage her own weight.
Viatyl chanced a glance back over her shoulder, another rookie mistake for a day full of rookie mistakes. She gasped slightly to see the male following closely with Shydyl in his mouth. The only positive to the situation is that the skinwalker seemed to have disappeared.
When the bobcat started to squirm in an attempt to get free, he grumbled, "Mop mmghmin'!" And then he saw the mare look back. What the heck?! His opinion of her intelligence plummeted even further, which he hadn't thought was possible after that stunt she pulled with the walker. Then again, he was the idiot that was running with a dangerous predator in his mouth, after having helped a complete stranger and said predator with an even bigger, more dangerous creature. A complete stranger that, he was fully convinced, had been trying to play him! What was wrong with him?! Sure, he could be a sucker for a pretty lady, but he wasn't the type to go all heroic stallion over a mare... or for any reason at all, really. Yet, here he was, redefining stupid. He veered sharply off the path they were on, remembering a narrow tunnel that they could use to truly lose the walker completely. Given how the mare tried to protect the familiar he was in danger of dropping, he was fairly confident she would follow him.
There was something seriously, probably fatally wrong with him.
Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 6:48 pm
"Hey!" Viatyl squeaked and made and abrupt turn to follow the stallion who was running off with her bobcat. She pushed her legs to carry her faster desperate to catch up with the pair.
Good, she was following. He reached the warren of caves that he knew about and proceeded to dive into them, going on instinct and memory until he found the small tunnel. It was little more than a crack in the rocks, just big enough for a small horse to go through. For Paelor, it was a tight squeeze. For the mare, it should be a breeze. And for the walker, even in his wolf form, it should be impossible. Paelor hoped, anyway. He stopped paying attention to the mare or even the bob cat, instead focusing on not falling and breaking his own neck.
Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2015 7:05 pm
Viatyl ran after the male full speed, not even slowing down once they reached the tiny cave opening. Instead she lowered her body to the ground and slid through, allowing the rocks and dirt to keep her momentum - ignoring any pains and scrapes she picked up along the way. Once she made it into the cave she eyed the stallion, "You're pretty quick in a pinch." She did a quick glance over the bobcat, "Shydyl, you ok?"
The cat rolled her eyes. How was she supposed to feel - she was being held up by her neck by a mark. Or what was supposed to be a mark. It was one of those days.
He wanted to drop the cat like a bag of rocks, but that same... thing... that had made him snatch the creature up in the first place and try to take on a walker forced him to set her down gently before releasing her. Not that he knew why. She was a freaking cat. She'd land on her feet. Still, once she was safely on the ground, he moved away from her and the mare a few steps while he tried to spit out a mouthful of fur.
"Ugh... 'airballs," he muttered, his accent thickening, spiting again to get the taste of cat out of his mouth. Then he turned a glare on the little mare. "W'at in th' name o' all t'at's 'oly is WRONG wit' yeh?! W'at were yeh t'inkin', c'argin' at that 'walker?! Are yeh tryin' ta get yerself killed? And yeh drag meh inta it! Unbelievable! Yer touc'ed in th' 'ead, t'at's w'at yeh are! And meh too, for goin' along wit' yeh! Ah spirits," he gasped suddenly, letting himself slump against a cool rock wall. He was suddenly very, very grateful to still be alive.
(Subtitles, jic you want X-D)
"Ugh... Hairballs" ...."What in the name of all that's holy is WRONG with you?! What were you thinking, charging at that skinwalker?! Are you trying to get yourself killed? And you drag me into it! Unbelievable! You're touched in the head, that's what you are! And me too, for going along with you! Ah spirits."
Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 5:48 pm
Viatyl scoffed, though eyed the stallion to make sure he was still breathing as she muttered, "You think that was how I wanted to spend my afternoon? Running for my life? Trust me, that was Not the plan I had in mind." Satisfied that he would indeed live she did a quick check on Shydyl and was relieved to see that the cat had already taking to cleaning herself. At least one of them was back to business as usual. On her end, the little mare's heart was still racing and threatening to burst out of her chest. She looked around the cavern hoping to spot some little stream or watering hole nearby. A cool drink would work wonders at this moment.
Seeing her looking around, he guessed at what she wanted, and nodded at a different tunnel than the one they had come through. "Opens t'at way," he said, still trying to catch his own breath. Like her, his heart was still going a mile a minute. Unlike her, his stomach was still in knots. "T'ere's grass and flowers and a stream."
Posted: Wed Mar 18, 2015 6:54 pm
"Wait - grass and flowers in a cave?" she asked incredulously. For a moment all thoughts of walkers and running for her life were gone, replaced with the fantasy of her own hideaway cave with a food and water source. Safe, secure - somewhere she could lay low and shelter in when times got tough. She had to admit she was almost building a grudging respect for this guy.
He snorted a bit. "Nah... t'is tunnel opens inta a little sorta valley. T'ere's a stream and little meadow. Not t'at big, but fer t'ose like us, it's big 'nough. If yeh want grazin' and drink inside th' caves, t'oug', t'at's a w'ole diffrent set o' tunnels." Which he really shouldn't show her. He had taken a great deal of time studying and learning these caves and finding escape routes and hidden caves. It defeated the purpose of having a safe place to go if he told all his secrets to this stranger....
Posted: Mon Apr 06, 2015 2:20 pm
Viatyl laughed as she started trotting off in the direction he had indicated, "Ah, yeah, now that make more sense. This is um, a pretty impressive set up you have here." She was also thinking that she would have to remember this location in case she got into a tight scrape again. A quick glance over at Shydyl told her the cat's mind was running a similar route. This was turning into a day just full of surprises.
He forced himself to his hooves and then forced those hooves to follow her. These were his caves, he had found them, scouted them out. He wasn't going to let a couple of strangers wandering around unchecked. Especially not a couple strangers he was certain were trying to scam him. At least, that was what he told himself. Really, he just wanted to make sure that the little mare didn't get herself into more trouble. He was a trouble magnet himself, but he had a feeling the mare took it to a whole other level. Freaking running at a walker...
"Th' caves get th' job done," he agreed with her comment, not feeling particularly proud. After all, it wasn't like he had dug out the caves himself. He had just taken advantage of what was there.
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