The confirmation was all that he needed to angle his prey towards the waiting paws of the large, leucistic feline. Soon enough a second tide jaguar made its appearance in the waves and though he was intrigued he did not break from his task. Herding the wily little shark was no easy matter, but Hadama was surprisingly swift and he used his size to relentlessly block its attempts to escape.
And then, swift as thought, one of the jaguars was in the water, and in the next moment the shark had been dragged from the waves. Hadama drifted to a halt and waited, still in his manta form, feeling the shifting sand of the seafloor warm against his belly in spite of the water's wintry chill. Is one enough? His question rumbled through the Bond, courteously curious.
He certainly hoped it would be enough. The echo sharks had fled at the sudden attack, and the subsequent triumphal roar, however muffled, had been more than enough to convince the survivors to abandon the Isles as fast as their fins could take them.
And then, swift as thought, one of the jaguars was in the water, and in the next moment the shark had been dragged from the waves. Hadama drifted to a halt and waited, still in his manta form, feeling the shifting sand of the seafloor warm against his belly in spite of the water's wintry chill. Is one enough? His question rumbled through the Bond, courteously curious.
He certainly hoped it would be enough. The echo sharks had fled at the sudden attack, and the subsequent triumphal roar, however muffled, had been more than enough to convince the survivors to abandon the Isles as fast as their fins could take them.
