SOL―――❝ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜʟʟ❞
⚜ fae // 4 // spy // pangaea // tags -- azazel ☀☀ // mentions -- ☀☀ // scent -- roses and honey
[ the scene ]
sol revolved her ears at the sound of raziel attempting to take all her salem wolves back to camp. she noticed as the 'devil' trudged back to camp, but the 'hellhound' didn't. she still had her orbs on the salem wolf that proceeded back to their camp until she felt extreme pain rush over her body. her gaze dropped away from the salem wolf to azazel, as their bodies collided to the ground, her body being pushed into a tree trunk. sol bellowed at the pain as azazel tore into her cheek and neck area. she felt her sides being torn into, and her ears being torn into. the spy swallowed back a whine as azazel was finished with her, blood seeping from her small figure. "what are you going to do now, hmm?" sol snorted at that sentence. not only that but how hard the brute tried to assassinate her. he could try better than that. sol bounced to her paws, her lip curled, a gnarl traveling out. but slowly, she glanced over at the salem beta and kaliska. ignore them. the spy faced the salem brute again, feeling another gnarl urging to come out. "it's not backing down," she sneered. as the brute was laughing stupidly, she lunged at him.
sol quickly tore into him by slicing her claws slicing across his face and then biting onto his neck. her hind legs ripped across the brute's sides, and her jaws were going to lock into the brute's neck, so she released her grip from his neck. slowly, sol was losing the energy to fight this brute. but she didn't give in, as she thrashed her claws out again at his face, this time his nose. as her last and final move before she loosened her grasp from him, she tore into his sides once more and cast a blow at his cranium. she loosened up her grip, her heart thumping. sol stood back, allowing the brute to hop up to his paws. from there, sol felt a bit disappointed in her fighting moves; they were feeble. feeble. and everyone here saw it. but the spy didn't really care about her fighting moves and made her way back to kaliska's side, cleaning her wounds she earned. now, sol waited for what the brute would say, or if he just stayed quiet. as silence hung in the air, she waited what would happen next.
[ a bit lazy to revise and edit sol's post. >.> ]