Snippet #1108380

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief as the blade-like object struck the other wolf and knocked him to the ground. She was pretty sure he wasn't dead, so when the weilder of the blade- suprisingly Nym, she didn't really look like the type to kill- picked the boomerang out of the wolf's flesh, Charlotte padded up and ripped his neck open. Now he was dead.

She looked at Nym, panting, and saw the movement of the little Chimera Morris. Her eyes flicked to the shrunken beast, and he smiled at Nym & said, "Nicely done, You have quite an good throw." Morris glanced at Charlotte and blinked, standing up a bit taller. "You too, uh- wolfy..." Obviously he didn't know who she was. Shurgging off being called "wolfy," she looked to her wound, still fresh with blood dripping into her fur. The pain had mostly gone away.

Charlotte was growing tired, despite her will not to. She hadn't ever been shifted this long, nor ever actually fought this hard. When she had fought Larger Morris, only once swipe at his neck had thrown her off and she'd stayed there. Even though, she was determined to finish what she had started.

She turned and looked around, watching the others with their own battles. The skeleton was closing in right before she noticed it out of the corner of her eye. Charlotte flipped and bared her fangs. The skeleton ran at her, flinging a sharpened bone around with all its might.

Skeleton... skeleton...where should I target... Charlotte only just noticed there was no jugular when she jumped for its neck. Wait a second- what the hell??!!!