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<blockquote data-quote="Ankh-Morpork Guard" data-source="post: 2613985" data-attributes="member: 10079"><p><strong>Chapter 8: Predator</strong></p><p></p><p>The forest had gone eerily silent. The only thing that Cira could hear was her and Cowan’s breathing. They had stood there in the same spot, blasters ready and eyes looking up the hill ahead of them where the distance roar had originated from. But nothing had happened. Nothing at all...so little nothing that both of them were extremely worried.</p><p> </p><p>“We need to go that way...right?” Cira whispered, barely breaking the horrible silence.</p><p> </p><p>Cowan nodded, and soon realized that she was waiting on him to make the first move. Besides, she’d gotten what she was out here for. It also might have had to do with the fact that she was at least a little afraid of what might be up there waiting on them...not that she wouldn’t still shoot at it, but it would be nice not to be the front line with someone like Cowan(who might not shoot to keep her alive) behind her.</p><p> </p><p>As carefully as he could, Cowan started up the steep hill, stepping around one of the nearest trees in the process. Cira was behind him by only a few paces, her blaster pistol up and ready for any movement, and her mind stretching out with the Force as best she could manage. From the feel of it, Cowan was attempting the same thing.</p><p> </p><p>They made it up to the top of the hill without being mauled. It led up to what looked to be the foothills of the jungle-covered mountains. The ground rose and fell for as far as they could see...which, in fact, wasn’t very far at all because of the extremely dense population of trees and underbrush. They exchanged glances to make sure the other hadn’t noticed anything, and Cowan started forward again.</p><p> </p><p>He made it a step and a half. Suddenly, there was loud, predatory growl and a blur of movement. The dark coloured blur shot out of a small ditch in front of them, diving forward like a lightning bolt and slamming into Cowan hard...and claws first, he quickly discovered. The force of the impact sent Cowan back and onto the ground below, nearly sending him back down the steep hill and head first into one of the trees. Thankfully, though, he didn’t make it that far, and the creature’s claws simply dug into his chest deeper as they raked across him. It was, sadly, better than the alternative.</p><p> </p><p>Now, though, Cira was actually able to see the thing. It was a large, black furred feline creature of some sort, with a thick tail, two long ears that were hard to miss, and powerful legs with extremely sharp looking claws extended out from the paws. Trying to ignore the fact that the thing was tearing at Cowan, she lined up her blaster and squeezed off a quick shot.</p><p> </p><p>The loud sound of the blaster bolt echoed through the still silent jungle and likely did more than the actual shot itself...which went high over the feline’s back. But it did enough to get the thing’s attention. Its head spun around to glare at Cira with two angry, deep green eyes, and it even took a short moment to bear sharp fangs before pouncing at her.</p><p> </p><p>She was ready, though, and dove to the side and out of the way. Landing in a roll, Cira’s arm thrashed out to wildly in the general direction of the creature and she attempted to fire off another blaster shot at it. The shot, unsurprisingly, missed. Instead of finding its mark, it found a tree and sent splinters of wood showering a small area around it. The feline ducked its head away from this before charging forward at her again, barring its fangs as it did.</p><p> </p><p>Out of the corner of her vision, she caught sight of more movement, and so wasn’t at all shocked to hear the sound of another blaster shot. Cowan had managed to sit up slightly(while ignoring the searing pain of the slashes across his chest) and fire off a shot...a fairly well aimed one, too. The red bolt struck the feline creature in its side, throwing it off its path for Cira and to the ground with a snarl.</p><p> </p><p>But it wasn’t down yet. It made a defiant sound as it climbed up to its feet again, making a sudden pounce at Cira, again. Though she hadn’t gotten to her feet yet, she managed to line up a shot and pull the trigger in a second. The red blaster bolt slammed hard into the creature’s head, burning and ruining the fur and skin. The only sound to be heard was a stifled yelp of pain, followed by a very heavy thud as the thing hit the ground.</p><p> </p><p>The unhealthy silence returned.</p><p> </p><p>It was broken only a few seconds later, though, by a loud groan from Cowan, followed by another thud. Cira looked that direction, noting that he had not, in fact, died. Instead, he’d simply lain back down on the ground, though he didn’t look to be in the greatest of shape.</p><p> </p><p>“You alright?” she eventually asked after holstering her blaster pistol and idly nudging the downed feline with her boot.</p><p> </p><p>There was a groan from Cowan, and he raised an arm to wave it idly in the air. It was a sign she interpreted as a yes. Despite that, though, she figured it would be a good idea to confirm this. Stepping around one of the larger trees, she looked down at the other younger human. The tunic he wore had four long slices down his chest. They looked to have gotten through to the skin, as there was a faint red tint of blood, but it definitely wasn’t deep.</p><p> </p><p>Leaning over to look him in the eye and get his attention, Cira asked, “Planning to get up?”</p><p> </p><p>“No...” he mumbled, looking away and down the hill again, “Comfortable here.”</p><p> </p><p>“Fine then,” Cira shrugged and started down the hill very slowly, “I’ll just leave you here until some friends of that thing track down the smell.”</p><p> </p><p>“No, wait!” Cowan’s reflexes were fast, but she was now out of reach of his arm so he couldn’t grab even her ankle. This meant he resorted to the next series of limbs, and kicked at her in an attempt to get her to stop. This did not, however, go as planned. His foot caught her in the back of the knee, and the next thing Cira knew, she was face first into one of the larger trees and her entire body hurt.</p><p> </p><p>Now it was her turn to groan. Her muffled, and now annoyed, voice sounded without her head moving, “Cowan. Get up. Find the crystal. Now.”</p><p> </p><p>It was a tone he couldn’t argue with. And so, he did get up as quickly as he could, but resisted the temptation to try and make things better by helping her off of the tree. Cowan quickly figured out that this would likely have been a bad idea. She’d probably overreact, anyway. Instead, he decided to wait until she was back, and then very carefully went back to leading the way...at least he could feel the Force pulling him to a location that wasn’t that far off.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Ankh-Morpork Guard, post: 2613985, member: 10079"] [b]Chapter 8: Predator[/b] The forest had gone eerily silent. The only thing that Cira could hear was her and Cowan’s breathing. They had stood there in the same spot, blasters ready and eyes looking up the hill ahead of them where the distance roar had originated from. But nothing had happened. Nothing at all...so little nothing that both of them were extremely worried. “We need to go that way...right?” Cira whispered, barely breaking the horrible silence. Cowan nodded, and soon realized that she was waiting on him to make the first move. Besides, she’d gotten what she was out here for. It also might have had to do with the fact that she was at least a little afraid of what might be up there waiting on them...not that she wouldn’t still shoot at it, but it would be nice not to be the front line with someone like Cowan(who might not shoot to keep her alive) behind her. As carefully as he could, Cowan started up the steep hill, stepping around one of the nearest trees in the process. Cira was behind him by only a few paces, her blaster pistol up and ready for any movement, and her mind stretching out with the Force as best she could manage. From the feel of it, Cowan was attempting the same thing. They made it up to the top of the hill without being mauled. It led up to what looked to be the foothills of the jungle-covered mountains. The ground rose and fell for as far as they could see...which, in fact, wasn’t very far at all because of the extremely dense population of trees and underbrush. They exchanged glances to make sure the other hadn’t noticed anything, and Cowan started forward again. He made it a step and a half. Suddenly, there was loud, predatory growl and a blur of movement. The dark coloured blur shot out of a small ditch in front of them, diving forward like a lightning bolt and slamming into Cowan hard...and claws first, he quickly discovered. The force of the impact sent Cowan back and onto the ground below, nearly sending him back down the steep hill and head first into one of the trees. Thankfully, though, he didn’t make it that far, and the creature’s claws simply dug into his chest deeper as they raked across him. It was, sadly, better than the alternative. Now, though, Cira was actually able to see the thing. It was a large, black furred feline creature of some sort, with a thick tail, two long ears that were hard to miss, and powerful legs with extremely sharp looking claws extended out from the paws. Trying to ignore the fact that the thing was tearing at Cowan, she lined up her blaster and squeezed off a quick shot. The loud sound of the blaster bolt echoed through the still silent jungle and likely did more than the actual shot itself...which went high over the feline’s back. But it did enough to get the thing’s attention. Its head spun around to glare at Cira with two angry, deep green eyes, and it even took a short moment to bear sharp fangs before pouncing at her. She was ready, though, and dove to the side and out of the way. Landing in a roll, Cira’s arm thrashed out to wildly in the general direction of the creature and she attempted to fire off another blaster shot at it. The shot, unsurprisingly, missed. Instead of finding its mark, it found a tree and sent splinters of wood showering a small area around it. The feline ducked its head away from this before charging forward at her again, barring its fangs as it did. Out of the corner of her vision, she caught sight of more movement, and so wasn’t at all shocked to hear the sound of another blaster shot. Cowan had managed to sit up slightly(while ignoring the searing pain of the slashes across his chest) and fire off a shot...a fairly well aimed one, too. The red bolt struck the feline creature in its side, throwing it off its path for Cira and to the ground with a snarl. But it wasn’t down yet. It made a defiant sound as it climbed up to its feet again, making a sudden pounce at Cira, again. Though she hadn’t gotten to her feet yet, she managed to line up a shot and pull the trigger in a second. The red blaster bolt slammed hard into the creature’s head, burning and ruining the fur and skin. The only sound to be heard was a stifled yelp of pain, followed by a very heavy thud as the thing hit the ground. The unhealthy silence returned. It was broken only a few seconds later, though, by a loud groan from Cowan, followed by another thud. Cira looked that direction, noting that he had not, in fact, died. Instead, he’d simply lain back down on the ground, though he didn’t look to be in the greatest of shape. “You alright?” she eventually asked after holstering her blaster pistol and idly nudging the downed feline with her boot. There was a groan from Cowan, and he raised an arm to wave it idly in the air. It was a sign she interpreted as a yes. Despite that, though, she figured it would be a good idea to confirm this. Stepping around one of the larger trees, she looked down at the other younger human. The tunic he wore had four long slices down his chest. They looked to have gotten through to the skin, as there was a faint red tint of blood, but it definitely wasn’t deep. Leaning over to look him in the eye and get his attention, Cira asked, “Planning to get up?” “No...” he mumbled, looking away and down the hill again, “Comfortable here.” “Fine then,” Cira shrugged and started down the hill very slowly, “I’ll just leave you here until some friends of that thing track down the smell.” “No, wait!” Cowan’s reflexes were fast, but she was now out of reach of his arm so he couldn’t grab even her ankle. This meant he resorted to the next series of limbs, and kicked at her in an attempt to get her to stop. This did not, however, go as planned. His foot caught her in the back of the knee, and the next thing Cira knew, she was face first into one of the larger trees and her entire body hurt. Now it was her turn to groan. Her muffled, and now annoyed, voice sounded without her head moving, “Cowan. Get up. Find the crystal. Now.” It was a tone he couldn’t argue with. And so, he did get up as quickly as he could, but resisted the temptation to try and make things better by helping her off of the tree. Cowan quickly figured out that this would likely have been a bad idea. She’d probably overreact, anyway. Instead, he decided to wait until she was back, and then very carefully went back to leading the way...at least he could feel the Force pulling him to a location that wasn’t that far off. [/QUOTE]
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