Normally, that's the point. It's here to take them down. Normally.
This isn't normal. The Asset huffs, snorts, shakes its heavy mane, but doesn't approach any closer. It stamps in place, wanting to move, but unable to make itself-- unable to attack, though its blood is up, and its mission is clear. It knows her. It knows her.
The Asset whines, then turns and bolts for the trees, to where it knows the nearest batch of human hunters waits. In for a dime, in for a dollar: it's killed one set, and the red-eared wolf won't be safe until it's taken out the rest. Natasha can follow, or she can see to her little pack. It will circle around to find her later, if the latter.
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Date: 2020-10-17 03:03 am (UTC)This isn't normal. The Asset huffs, snorts, shakes its heavy mane, but doesn't approach any closer. It stamps in place, wanting to move, but unable to make itself-- unable to attack, though its blood is up, and its mission is clear. It knows her. It knows her.
The Asset whines, then turns and bolts for the trees, to where it knows the nearest batch of human hunters waits. In for a dime, in for a dollar: it's killed one set, and the red-eared wolf won't be safe until it's taken out the rest. Natasha can follow, or she can see to her little pack. It will circle around to find her later, if the latter.