RONIN
Oliver was not the only one trying not to give into instincts, though being an Attuned for longer meant that the fox-turned-leopard was probably a lot better at it. The growl, the prick of claws, the presence of something hanging off his hindquarters was enough even to overwhelm the urge to bolt and run, and the luxere tossed his head and let out a bleat of protest.
The aggressive command mingled with the parts of Ronin that were both prey animal and former soldier, and boy did he comply with it. Stopping in his attempts to flee, the hunter dug both front hooves into the mossy ground and bucked, his hind legs seeking out the leopard's underbelly that he might boot him off for good.
The aggressive command mingled with the parts of Ronin that were both prey animal and former soldier, and boy did he comply with it. Stopping in his attempts to flee, the hunter dug both front hooves into the mossy ground and bucked, his hind legs seeking out the leopard's underbelly that he might boot him off for good.
