getting ahead of ourselves

Call of the wild indeed. Danta's loud cry is enough of a distraction for the allogator to give Edmund a prime opportunity to attack. Once he's close enough to pounce, the molten tiger gives a little wiggle and leaps. He lands straight onto the reptile's back and quickly moves to bite its neck. There's a tussle as the allogator tries to shake the cat off of it's back but between the sharp claws and sting of metal dripping onto its scales, the reptile soon stills. Edmund looks up at Danta, blood on his muzzle and gives a feline grin, quite pleased with himself. The young Ancient then begins the process of shifting back so that the two of them can collect the blood for Mother. Edmund molten fur, molten heart