Moneytalks
I just listen... ;)
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Vixen looked up and saw the dragon clutching it's prey as it flew away. Then she heard the shout and she recognised the voice. Every nerve in her body froze with fear. Mansard. She mouthed a voiceless... "no!" as the beast flew away. Just then the hairs on the back of her neck rose and she heard a menacing growl from behind her.
She sniffed the air. Wolves. She turned carefully. Fully aware that Glorianna and the camp site was not too far away. She faced the beasts. There were three of them, all males... hunters. The leader barred his teeth viciously. Vixen didn't blink. She lowered her eyes hoping they would understand she wasn't a threat. She felt them edging closer.. the low rumbling growl menacing. She suddenly knew that these wolves wouldn't be letting her pass. She looked up into the yellow eyes of the leader. If she could take him down the others should leave her be.
Meanwhile back in the Patrician's office, the great man himself looked into his crystal ball and saw Vixen standing there confronting his minion. The view was from a low angle... from that of about a wolves height.
"Ahhh... " he mused to himself... "little Vixen"
He watched with interest as she faced the wolf. Vixen circled the wolf and was surprised to see the other two back off. Her focus returned to the wolf who was now looking at her calmly. She remained defensive... there was something about the wolves eyes.
She sniffed the air. Wolves. She turned carefully. Fully aware that Glorianna and the camp site was not too far away. She faced the beasts. There were three of them, all males... hunters. The leader barred his teeth viciously. Vixen didn't blink. She lowered her eyes hoping they would understand she wasn't a threat. She felt them edging closer.. the low rumbling growl menacing. She suddenly knew that these wolves wouldn't be letting her pass. She looked up into the yellow eyes of the leader. If she could take him down the others should leave her be.
Meanwhile back in the Patrician's office, the great man himself looked into his crystal ball and saw Vixen standing there confronting his minion. The view was from a low angle... from that of about a wolves height.
"Ahhh... " he mused to himself... "little Vixen"
He watched with interest as she faced the wolf. Vixen circled the wolf and was surprised to see the other two back off. Her focus returned to the wolf who was now looking at her calmly. She remained defensive... there was something about the wolves eyes.