The Fall
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Thread Topic: The Fall
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The incline started to burn, but Michael kept going, determined to reach the end of the trail today, the summit tomorrow.
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Ally slowed down and paused, perking her ears. Someone was running.. She tilted her head to the right, about a mile or so away.
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He kept going, as the path thinned and now running through the woods.
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Ally growled, flattening her ears. She started to run towards the person quietly. Her paws didn't make any sound a she ran.
The cougar rumbled and ran a pink tounge over white fangs. It was following the human that was running up the incline. -
Michael pressed on, oblivious to all the danger around him.
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Suddenly the cougar pounced from behind, aiming to dig it's powerful claws into his soft flesh of his back.
Ally kicked up speed, now hearing the sound of the hunting cry from a cougar. -
He breathed a curse as he went down, adreniline shooting through his system. He launched a blind elbow back, and used the other hand to pull down his zipper to get the Glock.
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The cougar whined loudly and reared up before slamming back down to knock the wind from its prey.
Ally snarled loudly as blood filled the air and she tried to pick up even more speed. -
He rolled, drawing the Glock from his shoulder. Michael fired a snapshot into its throat before it hit him again.
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The bullet his the cougars shoulder instead and and it snarled, mad now. Suddenly it was tackled by a blue of white fur and the two animals clashed together in a bundle of blood and furs.
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He tracked the target, ready to print one into its eye when something knocked it away. Michael rolled and stood slowly, pain biting through his back, as he brought the black pistol up and waited for a shot.
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Ally yelped as claws dug into her ribs and she sank her teeth into its throat, ripping it out. Limping away from the bloody mess of what was a cougar she turned a blood staine face on to.. Michael. Great.
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Michael watched, in horrified curiosity as the wolf killed his assailant. He kept the gun on the wolf. Wondering what it would do next.
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Ally paused, the rip along her right flank quickly closed and mended back together. Running a pink tongue over a red stained muzzle she griminced at the taste of cat. Huffing quietly she didn't moved, just watched.
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He stayed back. Now, his vision greyed, as a result of the blood loss, and he weakened.
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