FOX
Oh, the stranger does actually have a dragon. How about that.
Fox reminds himself to be quietly glad of this later, once... you know, he's gotten over what's happening. Namely the smell of burning swamp and the sight of the allogator thrashing into the water, death-rolling towards him like a charred log-with-teeth.
"Fuck," he agrees with the other man, though Fox sounds perhaps a touch more deadpan about the whole situation.
And he's already moving, at least, so that ups his chances of survival, right?
As the allogator nears, the Ancient is floundering with something under the water, and when the creature surfaces, it will be greeted to Fox jamming a small, hollowed out log (a logette, if you will) over its scaly snout. It'll do for a second of distraction, he thinks, and promptly makes a beeline for the shore. "Run!"
Fox reminds himself to be quietly glad of this later, once... you know, he's gotten over what's happening. Namely the smell of burning swamp and the sight of the allogator thrashing into the water, death-rolling towards him like a charred log-with-teeth.
"Fuck," he agrees with the other man, though Fox sounds perhaps a touch more deadpan about the whole situation.
And he's already moving, at least, so that ups his chances of survival, right?
As the allogator nears, the Ancient is floundering with something under the water, and when the creature surfaces, it will be greeted to Fox jamming a small, hollowed out log (a logette, if you will) over its scaly snout. It'll do for a second of distraction, he thinks, and promptly makes a beeline for the shore. "Run!"
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
