[This is okay, tentatively ebbing away, gaining a bit of a head start. He does follow that lead, but only for a handful of steps...
Then he's spinning around, gripping Lance by his skinny goddamn bicep and bolting back into the direction from which they came. Worst case scenario, they're followed, but they end up reaching he edge of the forest and are thereby allowed to find some coverage to sneak off.
That plan crashes and burns nearly from the getgo. The giant shadow passes overhead (a glance up confirms disgusting legs, some fur?) only for it to settle ahead of them once more.
And he's skidding (sloshing?) to a halt.]
Okay, this isn't working.
[He'll go ahead and reach for his weird Galran knife now -- with his free hand. The other's still digging into Lance's shoulder. Something to note: it isn't...attacking them....
But his knife sounds good right now. Like a security blanket.]
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Then he's spinning around, gripping Lance by his skinny goddamn bicep and bolting back into the direction from which they came. Worst case scenario, they're followed, but they end up reaching he edge of the forest and are thereby allowed to find some coverage to sneak off.
That plan crashes and burns nearly from the getgo. The giant shadow passes overhead (a glance up confirms disgusting legs, some fur?) only for it to settle ahead of them once more.
And he's skidding (sloshing?) to a halt.]
Okay, this isn't working.
[He'll go ahead and reach for his weird Galran knife now -- with his free hand. The other's still digging into Lance's shoulder. Something to note: it isn't...attacking them....
But his knife sounds good right now. Like a security blanket.]