There it was! Urna's heart soared as Enya burst into action, even as the Duskornan monarch's tactics caught her off-guard. Enya had just earned herself a little more respect in her books.
The squirming tension that Urna had been holding in her chest erupted through her throat in a hyena chuckle that crescendoed into a full-blown laugh. The hunt was on.
A tongue of flame spashed against the ground where Enya's paws had been a moment ago. The wet earth steamed in her wake. Too quick! Urna lunged after her, sparing a quick glance to place the others.
The green one had already cut and run, but he paused to look back at Enya like a mother wildebeest who hadn't quite decided to leave her calf to the fangs of the pack. Gabriel forged his way through the tumultuous water flow to close the distance. The glint of his bone spur projectiles arrowed true, and Urna clamped her jaws on a grin. Her attention snapped back to Enya.
The river was crashing back in on itself around them. Urna bunched her legs and threw herself at the opposite shore, heedless of the risk of finding herself outnumbered.
Urna: 5/5 HP
Strength Roll: Level 5 (Attack Enya with fire magic)
Success: Urna's fire attack would've hit Enya for -1 HP [DODGED]
Failure: Urna's fire attack would've been negated by the damp environment.
Dexterity Roll: Level 2 (Cross the river in the gap created by Enya's magic)
Success: Urna makes it across the river on Enya's heels.
Failure: Urna loses her footing as the rapids return and takes -1 HP.
The squirming tension that Urna had been holding in her chest erupted through her throat in a hyena chuckle that crescendoed into a full-blown laugh. The hunt was on.
A tongue of flame spashed against the ground where Enya's paws had been a moment ago. The wet earth steamed in her wake. Too quick! Urna lunged after her, sparing a quick glance to place the others.
The green one had already cut and run, but he paused to look back at Enya like a mother wildebeest who hadn't quite decided to leave her calf to the fangs of the pack. Gabriel forged his way through the tumultuous water flow to close the distance. The glint of his bone spur projectiles arrowed true, and Urna clamped her jaws on a grin. Her attention snapped back to Enya.
The river was crashing back in on itself around them. Urna bunched her legs and threw herself at the opposite shore, heedless of the risk of finding herself outnumbered.
Urna: 5/5 HP
Strength Roll: Level 5 (Attack Enya with fire magic)
Success: Urna's fire attack would've hit Enya for -1 HP [DODGED]
Failure: Urna's fire attack would've been negated by the damp environment.
Dexterity Roll: Level 2 (Cross the river in the gap created by Enya's magic)
Success: Urna makes it across the river on Enya's heels.
Failure: Urna loses her footing as the rapids return and takes -1 HP.