| Subject: *She flicks out her tail and examines it, and finds the multiple ivory spikes waiting on its end* |
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Date Posted: 18:50:05 01/24/02 Thu
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Raistlin
's message, "+ touches colt, yet does not come back to life and completely disappears +" on 14:50:26 01/24/02 Thu
*Grins demurely, eyes cold and hard, locked on the Shalafi* ~I didn't know I had those...~ (OOC: Don't make me change my characteristics again, please).
*Her eyes lock back on the ice drake, and she turns to shadow, the feel of the scales flowing over her body like that of donning a cloak; she enters the shadow of the tree again and watches the ice drake step forward, then blow a cautionary breath of ice at her. It passes right through, and she turns solid and lunges for the creature's side and belly, turning to the side and letting her spikes rip long gashes in it's body. It roars in pain and tries to ice her again, and she is not so quick this time in changing, and a blast hits her full in the chest, chilling her lungs. She allows her body heat and movement to melt and break the ice as she whirls behind the creature and slashes it on the back with one talon, then reaches around to it's side and makes another slash in the belly.
It turns around, a little slower this time, to face her, and she turns 2-D in anticipation as it attempts blow after blow of ice in her direction. She dodges under it, using her smaller stature and agility to her advantage, and as she darts out from underneath, flicks up her tail and embeds the tines in the creature's belly. It is now bleeding heavily from several wounds, and staggers after her.
In her boldness, she has gained a few bite wounds, but nothing too serious, minor punctures, as well as the cold remaining in her lungs from the ice blast. She hisses in satisfaction as the creature staggers and trips, falling forward and wasting most of its energy trying to stand up. It manages a pathetic breath of ice her way, which she simply sidesteps, and then stands, heaving. It turns and tries to totter away, the whites of its eyes showing as it realizes she is the superior predator. It flaps its wings once, twice, then several times, and manages to lift off the air a little. She darts after it, grabs its tail in a bonecrushing hold with jaws and teeth, and throws it to the ground.
It lies there on it's side, unable to do anything other than gasp and stare at her, eyes rolling in terror. Calmly, she carves her name in flowing, bleeding script in it's exposed side with one bloody talon. She licks her talon thoroughly and watches the creature glare and gasp as it coughs blood and finally dies, its eye still fixed on her in death.
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