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Posted by WindRacer on February 6, 2007, 6:39 pm, in reply to "...Go..." But he would not be distracted, and that single-mindedness would prove to, at least momentarily, save his life, for he saw the moment she started to lower her jaws toward him. The wolf-dog quickly threw himself to the ground and rolled sideways, and though the action had spared him from the deadly grip of her teeth, a single fang had none the less managed to gauge a tear in his flesh. Recovering his feet, the wolf-dog glared at the dragon, blood dripping from a gash which ran from the back of his skull to just above his blinded left eye. He felt slightly dizzy, and knew that, though the wound was bleeding freely, the impact of her blow could prove just as deadly as teeth and claws. "I don't care for anyone to tell me what I do and do not want to do." The wolf-dog growled in reply, taking a few more steps backwards, away from the packlands and the dragon. Just a little further...then the pack would be free of immediate threat, and perhaps WindRacer would find an opportunity to escape.
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Still, he was prepared for her lunge, holding his ground as she moved toward him, and in doing so, moving a short distance further away from the pack as he wished. Further from the pack, yes, but unfortunately nearer to him, and he was forced to crane his neck upward to look at her as she spoke. His eyes remained upon her, even as a droplet of spittle fell from her jaws, attempting to distract his eyes downward.
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