Contrasts [P] Dec 10, 2014 19:14:14 GMT -5
Post by Tori on Dec 10, 2014 19:14:14 GMT -5
He spun just in time to counter a lunging wall of muscle shaped like a Rottweiler, and with a dip and a twist and a shove, knocked the dog off his feet. Panting, Tori stepped back, flicking an ear in approval. “That was better. Again.” The Rottweiler clambered up with a growl and charged straight at him, only to find himself tripped onto his face, with a cuff to the ear for his trouble. Tori moved back again with a huff. “Stop fighting like a dog.”
“I am a dog,” the tenderfoot grumbled, pushing himself upright.
“Doesn’t mean you have to fight like one,” Tori retorted. “You’re predictable. Fight to your strengths, but use your head!”
Eyes narrowed, the dog crept forward, body low, and circled out. Tori humored him, though he generally avoided this type of posturing in a fight, and circled in complement. This time, he feinted a snap at Tori’s face, and then launched himself at his flank. Inelegant, but effective. They both went down with an outburst of instinctive snarls, grappling and fighting for purchase on the slippery sand. In any other case the Rottweiler, with his brute strength, would have an excellent advantage. Tori, however, was no average lynx. With a heave of all four paws, he tossed the dog away. “Bien, cachorro.” Rolling to his feet, he shook the sand out of his fur. “We can end there for today, Louise is waiting for you.”
The Rottweiler paused where he was pawing sand off his muzzle, and squinted at Tori suspiciously. “What’d you call me?”
Tori huffed, amused. “A pup. Now get, there’s work to do.” A playful swipe of his paw elicited a mock indignant bark from the tenderfoot as he ducked, then bounded toward the medic that waited in the shade of a train car. She hadn’t been the only one watching them, though. Tori ignored the gaze he could feel on him as he gave his fur another shake, then shifted back - his coat was hot and itchy in the sun. The weather was cooling, but midday in the desert was still brutal enough to be uncomfortable. Once the sun dropped, however, it would probably be cool enough to frost.
He crossed to the water barrel at the corner of the train car and gulped down a few ladlefuls, replaced the lid, and only then turned toward the watcher. The wolf was distinctive, even lying half-hidden in the cool shadows under the car. Personally, Tori thought the look was ridiculous, but it wasn’t her fault or her choice, so he kept his mouth shut about it. “Did you need something?”
If she didn’t, he’d find a task for her. Preparations for the approaching winter were under full swing, and they couldn’t afford idle hands. Food, water, and firewood to be collected and stored, getting everyone outfitted with warm enough gear, reinforcing and insulating the train cars and the outlying buildings… And, as always, training Tenderfeet.
OOC: Kinda low on action, sorry. D8 BUT I WAS THINKING she could be there to tell him they're low on water/some sort of food/etc, or maybe she found something weird while on patrol that she wants him to look at, or there's something she wants to learn (Ik she was trained in combat, but what kind? Maybe she just really wants to know how to punch people Idk XDD) or she's got a complaint. JUST IDEAS FEEL FREE TO DO WHATEVS.