Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20190916205409/@comment-25828117-20190925164717

Lysilde kept her eyes on the edges, she could feel Glennwyn becoming nervous. Something was-

Before she could even finish the thought the sound of branches snapping and thickets being parted was accompanied by the sound of fast thuds from an animal in sprint.

From the edge, jumped down a weird furless panther-like junglecat that had some sort of plant for a face. Four petals of slimy flesh with teeth and a dark red gullet flashed open letting out a horrifying clicking sound as it jumped straight down towards Lysilde in the small gorge.

Glennwyn shot out before it could pounce on the aspirant priestess, cutting off its head with such force that its trajectory made both the limp body and severed flaps that made up the head fell to the ground in front of Morin.

The horse understandably reared and Lysilde wrestled to regain control over her dapple.

More clicking sounds could be heard from the tops of the gorge.

"We must go!" Lysilde announced as she spurred Morin on. They couldn't turn or fight in this tight space. She was too far in the front to be able to aid those on foot at the back.