As always it seemed like there was a mix of good news and bad news when it came to these sorts of things.
Ray 's viper shift was a perfect predator for such a chase. She shot after the mouse that was heading for the stairs like lightning, and the little vermin didn't have a chance. It squeaked and struggled as she caught it, then lay limp in her jaws, either frozen with fear or else playing dead. It didn't even reach the first riser before it was caught, and what Rayo did with it at that point was up to her!
Sohalia's shift was a bit large for the task at hand, but that meant that she covered ground fast. The mouse almost managed to dodge her broad paws with its greater agility, but she just barely managed to smack one down on its tail and the little rodent couldn't manage to pull itself free. It was unfortunate that Tarak was not quite as graceful, either because he was young or just very unlucky and got a nat 1. The little griffin slipped as he darted around the room and skidded face-first into the wall, his little beak ending up stuck in the mousehole.
And then there was one.
Tal had fought ROUSes in the Feverlands and should have been fully competent to hunt down a single mouse. Alas, fate me, I'm fate was cruel, and the courier tripped over the dropped broom handle as he dove for the final rodent. He missed by a mile, but his dragon had grown up hunting mice on the Tundra and this particular little morsel had no snow to hide in. Boreal leapt over her fallen human, pouncing like a fox down onto the mouse just as it reached the shadows of the shelves. A toss of her head sent it into the air with a final squeak of dismay before it disappeared head-first down her gullet.
She burped delicately and went to lick Tal's face, 'helping' him back up. The courier draped an arm around her shoulders even as he pushed her slimy tongue away, giving the ladies a rueful grin. "Uh. Yeah. So, that went... well? Thanks, guys. Good huntin'." He looked around, rubbing absently at the bruise on his knee before he straightened and nodded. 'Things are lookin' a lot better. Just a few more things to go..."
Round 3!
- Replace the broken panes in the windows
- Repair the wooden shelving
- Drill a pair of hooks into the walls upstairs to hang a hammock from
No posting order!
Sohalia's shift was a bit large for the task at hand, but that meant that she covered ground fast. The mouse almost managed to dodge her broad paws with its greater agility, but she just barely managed to smack one down on its tail and the little rodent couldn't manage to pull itself free. It was unfortunate that Tarak was not quite as graceful, either because he was young or just very unlucky and got a nat 1. The little griffin slipped as he darted around the room and skidded face-first into the wall, his little beak ending up stuck in the mousehole.
And then there was one.
Tal had fought ROUSes in the Feverlands and should have been fully competent to hunt down a single mouse. Alas, fate me, I'm fate was cruel, and the courier tripped over the dropped broom handle as he dove for the final rodent. He missed by a mile, but his dragon had grown up hunting mice on the Tundra and this particular little morsel had no snow to hide in. Boreal leapt over her fallen human, pouncing like a fox down onto the mouse just as it reached the shadows of the shelves. A toss of her head sent it into the air with a final squeak of dismay before it disappeared head-first down her gullet.
She burped delicately and went to lick Tal's face, 'helping' him back up. The courier draped an arm around her shoulders even as he pushed her slimy tongue away, giving the ladies a rueful grin. "Uh. Yeah. So, that went... well? Thanks, guys. Good huntin'." He looked around, rubbing absently at the bruise on his knee before he straightened and nodded. 'Things are lookin' a lot better. Just a few more things to go..."
Round 3!
- Replace the broken panes in the windows
- Repair the wooden shelving
- Drill a pair of hooks into the walls upstairs to hang a hammock from
No posting order!
