_=Malison=_

[zury]

"Maybe you could out run him." she suggested, trying to concentrate on making a temporary shield again to give them a little time. Maybe that raven wouldn't try to attack her.[/color]

[Warlock]

"No, there's no way," Malison said. "He's faster than me."

Andorra grinned as Malison said this, and pounced on him, pinning him down once again.

[zury]

She tried to grab hold of the hellhound and try to pull him off, though she doubted her efforts would succeed.[/color]

[Relairah]

As she watched the scene before her, Antarctica still wondered whether she should join in or not. It would seem that they were even, for indeed the hellhound was very strong and powerfull. But, then, there were two others.

She took a deep breath and sighed, slowly crawling towards them, the snow beneath her paws slowly beginning to freeze. She sniffed the air, and slowly curled her lip back into a snarl, letting a low, soft growl escape her lips.

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[Warlock]

Andorra slid out of the faerie's grasp, and pounced on Malison again, almost like a cat playing with a mouse. Claws yet again drew blood as they pierced the halfbreed's shoulders.

Malison growled, though he was almost completely helpless. He had lost a lot of blood; it stained the snow crimson in places.

[zury]

((My mistake))She bit her lip. There wasn't much she could do except by some hope another being would come along and help. The chill was starting to get to her, she then realized. The sun had been clouded up once more.

[Relairah]

Antarctica edged closer and closer, wondering if yet any of them knew of her approach or could even see her, though she figured not, they might have. She growled, this time more loud, and was now close enough, she could have lept and easily had a good grip on the hellhound's tail. However, she still did not pounce, but simply remained completely still in the snow, still waiting.

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[Warlock]

ooc: Azul, that's godmoding...

[zury]

((changed my post. Most apologies Rodent. Guess I really wasn't thinking))

[Warlock]

Malison snapped at Andorra's throat, but he couldn't quite reach it well enough to inflict any kind of a severe wound.

The hellhound grinned, his claws digging deeper into Malison's shoulders. He knew the faerie couldn't do much to help the halfbreed.

[zury]

Her bag, what about her bag, she thought suddenly. Maybe there was something in it that could help. She took flight, hoping that the halfbreed would be alive when she got back.

[Relairah]

Antarctica raised her head and watched the fairy take to the air. She sighed, 'Great, where is she going off to,' she thought. She shook her head, that didn't matter. What mattered, for it was now obvious to her, was saving this wolf, no hellhound's, no halfbreed's life. She wondered if the hellhound had attacked for the mere want to. 'Oh well. Who cares, now, she thought. At that, she lunged foward, claws ready and fangs bared. As she did so, she lept into the air, aiming to pounce down upon the hellhound. A furoscious growl came from her wolven lips, and her blue orbs suddenly became of cold and icy hue.

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[Warlock]

Andorra had not expected this attack, and he was easily knocked over by the wolfess.

[Relairah]

Antarctica growled, leaping again, hoping to land upon him. Her ears were lain back and her tail stuck out behind her. She growled and bared her fangs, for if she did land upon him, she would then fiercely attack.

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[Warlock]

Andorra yelped as the female leapt upon him, for he was not used to such a fierce attack from a wolfess.

Malison hurriedly scrambled to his feet, snarling.