12-14-2018, 05:24 PM
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She was used to the presence of danger, or at least having it lurking nearby. It was just how the world worked and she had gotten used to it, even though it was quite the pessimistic outlook. But she didn't consider herself that--she considered herself a realist, at best, looking at both the good and the bad. She was never surprised when something bad happened, maybe momentarily sometimes, but not long.
The roar pierced the quiet air, slamming into her and forcing her attention, her head whipping around at the noise. It sounded like a bear, and while it may have been nothing, she still wanted to check it out, if only to settle the dread in the pit of her stomach. She heads in the direction of the sound, paws carrying her over stones and fallen branches, until she comes to the ravine's edge. Bucky and August are there, struggling out of the dip in the ground.
At first she didn't recognize August, but when he called out to Clarence, it struck. Then she turned a wild eye down towards the bottom of the ravine.
"[glow=black,2,300]What the fuck--[/glow]" Ymir breathes out, an inch of irritation to her voice before she hurries past the two, down into the ravine where he was facing off against the bear. She hardly knew who this Clarence guy was, but she wasn't going to let him fight alone, at least.
There's barely any time for hesitation or doubt. She can only focus on the hulking creature, her breathing labored as she rushes towards it, ducking out of the way at the last minute and slipping behind it, nipping at it's heels to get it's attention to allow them to get a few blows on it.
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She was used to the presence of danger, or at least having it lurking nearby. It was just how the world worked and she had gotten used to it, even though it was quite the pessimistic outlook. But she didn't consider herself that--she considered herself a realist, at best, looking at both the good and the bad. She was never surprised when something bad happened, maybe momentarily sometimes, but not long.
The roar pierced the quiet air, slamming into her and forcing her attention, her head whipping around at the noise. It sounded like a bear, and while it may have been nothing, she still wanted to check it out, if only to settle the dread in the pit of her stomach. She heads in the direction of the sound, paws carrying her over stones and fallen branches, until she comes to the ravine's edge. Bucky and August are there, struggling out of the dip in the ground.
At first she didn't recognize August, but when he called out to Clarence, it struck. Then she turned a wild eye down towards the bottom of the ravine.
"[glow=black,2,300]What the fuck--[/glow]" Ymir breathes out, an inch of irritation to her voice before she hurries past the two, down into the ravine where he was facing off against the bear. She hardly knew who this Clarence guy was, but she wasn't going to let him fight alone, at least.
There's barely any time for hesitation or doubt. She can only focus on the hulking creature, her breathing labored as she rushes towards it, ducking out of the way at the last minute and slipping behind it, nipping at it's heels to get it's attention to allow them to get a few blows on it.