01-14-2024, 07:43 AM
Satoru yelps and jumps back, instinctively sending a mental command to Arielle to get between him and the southern wolves. Then he turns to the East, sees that things are fairly well in-hand, and turns back to the South and lobs a mote of primal magic at the space beneath their pads. This grows and liquefies into a puddle of viscous goo that is every bit as slippery as ice, but doesn’t melt nearly as easily. Arielle prepares to cast Gouging claw should a wolf enter her space.
[The pair Act as one, Satoru moves back and casts Grease on the wolves to the South. Arielle steps between them and prepares Gouging Claw should the wolves approach.]]
[The pair Act as one, Satoru moves back and casts Grease on the wolves to the South. Arielle steps between them and prepares Gouging Claw should the wolves approach.]]