I was looking for a breath of life
another taste of divine rush
YES! YES! With the single-mindedness that only someone who is slightly insane can manage, Shaytan shuts out all the other chaos going on around her. It is her and Gryffen and the Gates man that is leaping towards him, and she towards the Gates man. It probably isn’t against all odds that she makes contact, but the chance is significantly less than %50. So when she does, Shaytan is thoroughly surprised and almost stops moving entirely. Almost. The chestnut tobiano retaliates, and Shay feels a painful thud against her fleshy hindquarters. She squeals, not because of the sharpness of the pain, but mostly because she isn’t expecting it. It does hurt, and she stumbles, her back end faltering.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
This would make the walk back home so obnoxious. But maybe… maybe Straia would kiss her boo boo. Maybe she could tell her that she is solely responsible for keeping Gryffen alive.
Oh yes. Save the Queen’s pet. Get back in her favor. Oh, this is suddenly the BEST INJURY EVER!
Shaytan is about to turn back around and head for the border when a morbidly obese buckskin ball comes rolling towards her, and she can hear it squeaking on the way down…. something unintelligible. She stares for a moment, her jaw almost dropping. It had to be a horse of a sort… but what kind of witchery is this?! As it rolls and bumps closer and closer, Shaytan shakes off her amazement and moves backwards, out of the way, and is it as if this has broken the spell. She stands alone in the middle of the chaos, watching the rest of her team wreak havoc and flee, or disappear. She can do nothing but… try for a rear attack on a stallion with antlers, who seems to be menacing Weed. Shaytan wheels around and moves into a rough trot, her bruised hindquarters (he literally kicked her ass) protesting with every movement. She thuds up clumsily behind Mast, rearing on her hind legs to deliver her own kick-ass blow to his butt.
She will save them all. Or get herself captured. Because Shaytan never thinks things through.
Shaytan
so many lives
so many pairs of eyes