Leilani and Ararion ready themselves for the sounds, as two figures emerge from the darkness. The red eyes are the first thing that Leilani spots, as her crossbow fires. The bolt weaves its way through the air, hoping to hit the large figure.
Ararion takes a defensive stance, hoping that it would be enough to deter these things that they now face. The rest of the group spins at the sound of growling, now meeting the foe they had tracked. The darker one matches the description of what Rollen said, with dark fur, red eyes and a large physique. The wounds are discernible, yet it does not look like they are stopping the beast from battle.
The figures snap the air, growling and barking to ward the group off. When the bolt is let loose, things change as it hits the rock cropping. Realizing that they were now attacked, the two beasts move swiftly move as one, blocking the cave entrance from the group. They snarl, showing their long jagged teeth. The bristling hair on their necks rises, as they survey the group. They prepare themselves, ready to fight but biding their time. They seem to be waiting, as if taking measure of the group.
Leilani and Ararion ready themselves for the sounds, as two figures emerge from the darkness. The red eyes are the first thing that Leilani spots, as her crossbow fires. The bolt weaves its way through the air, hoping to hit the large figure.
Ararion takes a defensive stance, hoping that it would be enough to deter these things that they now face. The rest of the group spins at the sound of growling, now meeting the foe they had tracked. The darker one matches the description of what Rollen said, with dark fur, red eyes and a large physique. The wounds are discernible, yet it does not look like they are stopping the beast from battle.
The figures snap the air, growling and barking to ward the group off. When the bolt is let loose, things change as it hits the rock cropping. Realizing that they were now attacked, the two beasts move swiftly move as one, blocking the cave entrance from the group. They snarl, showing their long jagged teeth. The bristling hair on their necks rises, as they survey the group. They prepare themselves, ready to fight but biding their time. They seem to be waiting, as if taking measure of the group.