[The little spark of affection only burns his protective drive even more. Under different circumstances, Riku would feel likewise, his own little trail of affection being transferred over. But now isn't the time, and he needs to be strong for Sora.
The thick scent and sight of the decay creeping up the trees illicit a hiss out of Riku, his ears pinning back. They're going to have to be careful not to get infected from the Cwyld. Without a healer with them, they'll have to avoid any severe injuries at all costs.
Not that Riku is thinking precisely about that at the moment. As cautious and careful and prepared as he is, the monster instincts are already bleeding through again. A threat is coming and his packmate could be in trouble. His own growl grows in tandem with the creature's, and his claws and fangs extend and lengthen, tail thrashing about.]
Yeah. [Riku's already moving forward, darting and weaving past the last few trees as fast (and somehow just as quietly) as his paws will let him.] Stay behind me!
[The creature isn't far at all, snarling at the air with sharp fangs and countless teeth. It's body and head are largely leonine, attached to thick scaled legs and equally thick claws. A long, segmented scorpion tail whips behind it, wielding a sickle-like barb. The infection is practically pouring off it's blackened body, landing in heaps and puddles on the ground with every movement.
Riku closes the gap on all fours, adrenaline pumping through his muscles and negating any pain that might come from his limbs lengthening, and climbs up a tree with ease. Reaching one of the higher branches that can actually support his weight, the cat leaps off it with his claws outstretched, planting them square on the beasts back as he lands.]
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The thick scent and sight of the decay creeping up the trees illicit a hiss out of Riku, his ears pinning back. They're going to have to be careful not to get infected from the Cwyld. Without a healer with them, they'll have to avoid any severe injuries at all costs.
Not that Riku is thinking precisely about that at the moment. As cautious and careful and prepared as he is, the monster instincts are already bleeding through again. A threat is coming and his packmate could be in trouble. His own growl grows in tandem with the creature's, and his claws and fangs extend and lengthen, tail thrashing about.]
Yeah. [Riku's already moving forward, darting and weaving past the last few trees as fast (and somehow just as quietly) as his paws will let him.] Stay behind me!
[The creature isn't far at all, snarling at the air with sharp fangs and countless teeth. It's body and head are largely leonine, attached to thick scaled legs and equally thick claws. A long, segmented scorpion tail whips behind it, wielding a sickle-like barb. The infection is practically pouring off it's blackened body, landing in heaps and puddles on the ground with every movement.
Riku closes the gap on all fours, adrenaline pumping through his muscles and negating any pain that might come from his limbs lengthening, and climbs up a tree with ease. Reaching one of the higher branches that can actually support his weight, the cat leaps off it with his claws outstretched, planting them square on the beasts back as he lands.]