[ Admittedly, Yan completely expected everything to turn into a fight mere seconds before she darted out of the bushes. If she knew that Peter was considering walking away at all, she probably would have slunk off to join him.
But here they are now, with one hunter bleeding in a heap on the ground, as the other tries to jerk Yan off by the scruff of her neck. He tears through his own tendon when he pulls her off, and he drops to his knee with another howl of pain. ]
You— fucking—
[ He snarls as he lifts his sword, and Yan has enough time to think dazedly, This feels familiar.
She twists against the fist clenched tight in her fur, yipping and snarling as she turns her head to clamp down on the man's wrist. He screams as he bleeds, and the position is awkward enough that when he brings down his sword, he can only manage to use the hilt in a desperate attempt to beat her off. The metal connects above her eye, and she's suddenly forced to release his wrist. At this point, he's bleeding pretty profusely, so at least Yan has that in her favor, but as she lets go of him, he drops her to the ground; she lands on her bad leg with a yelp of pain.
Breathing raggedly, the bloodied hunter doesn't even seem to be paying attention to his downed friend as he raises his blade in his good hand. ]
No fucking wonder they want your hide, you little cunt—
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But here they are now, with one hunter bleeding in a heap on the ground, as the other tries to jerk Yan off by the scruff of her neck. He tears through his own tendon when he pulls her off, and he drops to his knee with another howl of pain. ]
You— fucking—
[ He snarls as he lifts his sword, and Yan has enough time to think dazedly, This feels familiar.
She twists against the fist clenched tight in her fur, yipping and snarling as she turns her head to clamp down on the man's wrist. He screams as he bleeds, and the position is awkward enough that when he brings down his sword, he can only manage to use the hilt in a desperate attempt to beat her off. The metal connects above her eye, and she's suddenly forced to release his wrist. At this point, he's bleeding pretty profusely, so at least Yan has that in her favor, but as she lets go of him, he drops her to the ground; she lands on her bad leg with a yelp of pain.
Breathing raggedly, the bloodied hunter doesn't even seem to be paying attention to his downed friend as he raises his blade in his good hand. ]
No fucking wonder they want your hide, you little cunt—