[ Yan's keen ears immediately catch the sound of boots in the brush, and her heart thunders faster against her ribs. A hunter, she thinks with rising panic. Come to check his trap.
The triggered trap spell has turned itself into a tight cord around her ankle, digging into her fur and putting pressure on the broken bones. Every time she pulls at it, agony lances through her leg – but what choice does she have? She can't shift in this small cage, and changing with the cord still in place will only worsen whatever damage has been done. But she can't stay here like this, simply waiting for her pursuer to find her caught so neatly in his clutches.
Panting sharply, Yan pulls at her paw, trying to throw herself against the walls of the cage. She's strong, obviously stronger than a normal fox, and if she can just—
The brush parts to reveal the human approaching her. Her struggling becomes more frantic as she tries to shove herself into the back corner of the cage, fangs bared, haste making her clumsy enough that she steps on her own tails in the small trap. She snarls, her ears flattening against her skull as she snaps in warning at the human.
(She's too frightened to find it strange that he's trying to be soothing; part of her can only assume that the appearance of a human, here, is because the traps belong to him.) ]
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The triggered trap spell has turned itself into a tight cord around her ankle, digging into her fur and putting pressure on the broken bones. Every time she pulls at it, agony lances through her leg – but what choice does she have? She can't shift in this small cage, and changing with the cord still in place will only worsen whatever damage has been done. But she can't stay here like this, simply waiting for her pursuer to find her caught so neatly in his clutches.
Panting sharply, Yan pulls at her paw, trying to throw herself against the walls of the cage. She's strong, obviously stronger than a normal fox, and if she can just—
The brush parts to reveal the human approaching her. Her struggling becomes more frantic as she tries to shove herself into the back corner of the cage, fangs bared, haste making her clumsy enough that she steps on her own tails in the small trap. She snarls, her ears flattening against her skull as she snaps in warning at the human.
(She's too frightened to find it strange that he's trying to be soothing; part of her can only assume that the appearance of a human, here, is because the traps belong to him.) ]