AISHA
she grabbed a razor for me
and she did it, just like that
and she did it, just like that
Carefully, came the low rumbling tones of the general, resounding through their attuned bond and settling around her mind. It was really the best advice he could give, when dealing with such a wild beast no plans would ever stay the same. They played by nature's rules, and those were perhaps the harshest.
They were to split up, an idea she was tentative about but figured might be their best shot for now. She would likely end up the target of the bear's ire, her pelt sorely sticking out in the snow. But she was swift, and there was always fox wings to rely on if things went south. With a deep pitched purr, the leopardess slipped away, light on her feet but claws spread, cutting into the ground for traction.
The ursur lumbered about, continuing its sniffing at the ground completely preoccupied by it. With precision and poise, not leaving room for recklessness (she was learning from the general), Aisha made her way eastward, completely unseen. She snuck closer and closer to the beast, a golden reflection of the sun off the sheen of ice, no more than the bright star's shadow.
She ducked behind glacial monuments, long standing blocks that would never melt in this terrain. The ursur remained on the other side, completely oblivious to her presence. She wasn't so foolish as to take it head on, though her ambition begged her to attack while she had advantage. Instead she called out to Deimos, I'm really close to it, we could ambush it if you get close enough too, two felines against one ursine, albeit with tusks, one taken by surprise. It could be at their mercy.
They were to split up, an idea she was tentative about but figured might be their best shot for now. She would likely end up the target of the bear's ire, her pelt sorely sticking out in the snow. But she was swift, and there was always fox wings to rely on if things went south. With a deep pitched purr, the leopardess slipped away, light on her feet but claws spread, cutting into the ground for traction.
The ursur lumbered about, continuing its sniffing at the ground completely preoccupied by it. With precision and poise, not leaving room for recklessness (she was learning from the general), Aisha made her way eastward, completely unseen. She snuck closer and closer to the beast, a golden reflection of the sun off the sheen of ice, no more than the bright star's shadow.
She ducked behind glacial monuments, long standing blocks that would never melt in this terrain. The ursur remained on the other side, completely oblivious to her presence. She wasn't so foolish as to take it head on, though her ambition begged her to attack while she had advantage. Instead she called out to Deimos, I'm really close to it, we could ambush it if you get close enough too, two felines against one ursine, albeit with tusks, one taken by surprise. It could be at their mercy.
when she want something
she don't wanna pay for it
she don't wanna pay for it
