02-14-2020, 10:21 PM
Wow, had he certainly gotten lucky. Not only had he gotten someone small – a domestic cat, even smaller than he was – but he had also gotten someone out on their own. It was a dream come true, and Michael nearly had to bite himself to keep from laughing. He could practically see the gears working in Moth's mind as she looked around the scene before her, and he knew that he had to say something, if only to fill the air for just a moment. He found himself stumbling forward a bit, just slightly too close into Moth's space. He said softly, making sure to sound pained, "Ah, yes, yes please, can you help me? I was just wandering along, trying to find some place to stay for the night, when suddenly I got jumped by this big wolf. I just barely managed to scamper away with my life. Thankfully I think I only have shallow wounds..." He looked down at himself for a moment, pretending like he was giving his injuries the once over. However, in reality he was planning things out in his head, taking in the scene in front of him. Moth was smaller than him, and she was very close, ready to administer medical care. He was hardly the strongest bobcat around, but he knew he could at least move Moth around quickly. His eyes flicked over to a nearby tree stump for a moment before a plan had formulated solidly in his head.
Once the moment had passed, he lifted his head up and looked pleadingly to Moth, his blue eyes wide and slightly teary. His body was tensed up, and he hoped that it would look like he was stiff from pain, rather than waiting to launch an attack. When she would lean in to inspect his multiple wounds, that's when everything seemed to slow down around him. His senses were all hyper focused, and as soon as she was within his reach to help, he was launching himself forward. He didn't want to do a lot of damage, he just wanted to knock her out, so Michael shot forward, trying to grab Moth by the sides with his claws. If he was successful in doing so, he would try to slam her downward towards the tree stump, trying to collide her upper body and head with it in order to knock the wind out of her or knock her out entirely. He tried to be as quick and as firm as possible, his thoughts silently chanting as he moved, please work, please work. He had knocked people out before in his life, but for the most part that had been people that he and Trevor were planning to kill anyways. In this case, he didn't want to kill Moth. Just make her a little bit easier to move from here to the Pitt.
Once the moment had passed, he lifted his head up and looked pleadingly to Moth, his blue eyes wide and slightly teary. His body was tensed up, and he hoped that it would look like he was stiff from pain, rather than waiting to launch an attack. When she would lean in to inspect his multiple wounds, that's when everything seemed to slow down around him. His senses were all hyper focused, and as soon as she was within his reach to help, he was launching himself forward. He didn't want to do a lot of damage, he just wanted to knock her out, so Michael shot forward, trying to grab Moth by the sides with his claws. If he was successful in doing so, he would try to slam her downward towards the tree stump, trying to collide her upper body and head with it in order to knock the wind out of her or knock her out entirely. He tried to be as quick and as firm as possible, his thoughts silently chanting as he moved, please work, please work. He had knocked people out before in his life, but for the most part that had been people that he and Trevor were planning to kill anyways. In this case, he didn't want to kill Moth. Just make her a little bit easier to move from here to the Pitt.
[glow=#75603C,1,000]" oh, it's a setup, no, no, we won't fall. "[/glow]
— Reggan