[honestly, it's not that bad a thing that flakes of fish fly free of the rope? it's almost like a breadcrumb trail right back to them. it's nice to fail upwards sometimes - we take those wins.
...we shouldn't take those wins. Manabu feels a heavy drop of dread hit his gut as the creature starts to bodily turn their way. one could tell him that its eyes can't really see them when facing them directly? and he wouldn't care. the shape pointed his way like this is imposing enough without eye contact.
some of that apprehension bleeds out to Magnet, who is bristled and primed for action, unable to keep from vocalizing a little growl-groan in his throat that makes the nightmare's ears flatten as it breathes a derisive snort.
high ground, Manabu thinks belatedly. we should've gotten some high ground first.
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...we shouldn't take those wins. Manabu feels a heavy drop of dread hit his gut as the creature starts to bodily turn their way. one could tell him that its eyes can't really see them when facing them directly? and he wouldn't care. the shape pointed his way like this is imposing enough without eye contact.
some of that apprehension bleeds out to Magnet, who is bristled and primed for action, unable to keep from vocalizing a little growl-groan in his throat that makes the nightmare's ears flatten as it breathes a derisive snort.
high ground, Manabu thinks belatedly. we should've gotten some high ground first.
welp. too late for that now.]