[ She feels the force of the push against the jaw trapping her, and the hold against her releases. Little time is wasted and she moves quickly to escape. She manages to struggle free, out from under him. Slow, staggering movements — clawing at the earth beneath her and pulling herself to her feet once she's cleared the giant. It's difficult to bear weight on one side — blood still seeps from her shoulder. But she's freed, uttering sharp snorts and growls in between the soft whines of pain.
The final strands that keep her connected to the demon, that recognise him as something not a threat, but something close to her, stops her from immediately bolting. She turns back towards the giant, an open maw as she roars in warning: leave him be, vile thing.
But oh— the pull to flee is too strong. A simple beast who will chase and hunt, but will run, too. She is hurt, no fit state to fight. And the giant still reeks of blossoms, something averse to her senses. She wants to leave, find somewhere safe to hide amongst the trees. Her head lifts to the demon, utters a soft howl that's almost melancholic in sound.
And she quickly turns to limp off into the gloom. ]
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The final strands that keep her connected to the demon, that recognise him as something not a threat, but something close to her, stops her from immediately bolting. She turns back towards the giant, an open maw as she roars in warning: leave him be, vile thing.
But oh— the pull to flee is too strong. A simple beast who will chase and hunt, but will run, too. She is hurt, no fit state to fight. And the giant still reeks of blossoms, something averse to her senses. She wants to leave, find somewhere safe to hide amongst the trees. Her head lifts to the demon, utters a soft howl that's almost melancholic in sound.
And she quickly turns to limp off into the gloom. ]