When the arrow struck K'aijeen, he couldn't help the flash of fear and worry, even though he knew it wouldn't actually kill her. At least he didn't think it would. Gritting his teeth, he made to alter his course towards the girl only to find his path cut off with the scaled, hissing bodies of the drakes. "Kid!" He called out to her, backing up only to stop in his tracks when others closed in from the opposite direction. "Fu... K'aijeen! You okay?"
Crouching over his knees, tail quivering behind him, Thal darted his eyes between the drakes. He didn't have time to wait for them to make a move; if he did, he was sure those nasty teeth and claws of theirs would make quick work if his body. And he was pretty sure he still needed his body functional, even if it didn't have to be entirely puncture free. Letting out another curse under his breath, he felt his spine curve, his tail moving with it, felt his muscles coil up against his bones. And then very suddenly they released, launching him up and towards the nearest drake. He slammed against its neck, which the beast had lifted high in preparation for striking, and swung around to latch at its back. He kept his grip on its neck, though, locking his forearm and twisting as hard as he could.
Crouching over his knees, tail quivering behind him, Thal darted his eyes between the drakes. He didn't have time to wait for them to make a move; if he did, he was sure those nasty teeth and claws of theirs would make quick work if his body. And he was pretty sure he still needed his body functional, even if it didn't have to be entirely puncture free. Letting out another curse under his breath, he felt his spine curve, his tail moving with it, felt his muscles coil up against his bones. And then very suddenly they released, launching him up and towards the nearest drake. He slammed against its neck, which the beast had lifted high in preparation for striking, and swung around to latch at its back. He kept his grip on its neck, though, locking his forearm and twisting as hard as he could.
"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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