<font color='#CC0033'>Eryk grinned, as he turned, unsheathing his claws. He flapped his leathery wings, and took flight, and hovered over Tevy, blotting out the sun over her. I shoud've put my poison on my claws...ah well. He snarled, and dived, claws out aiming for her shoulders... OOC: Short and sweet... I'm waiting for mistymutt to reply, I don't want to autohit.</font>
<font color='#810541'>Watches as the two assult the female who held the knife that Qamu was wanting to return to the rightful owner. Licks her lips a bit and glares as she can track the movement of the two who are attacking. Feels that she should intervene but would that be the wrong thing to do? Looks back to the metallic male then to the others again.</font>
<font color='#CC0033'>OOC: Ok, guys, as mistymutt doesn't seem to be on, i'm temporarily leaving the thread, until she replies, as I don't want to autohit. I'm joining Phrawlic in a thread in Chafuo Resort as Eryk.</font>
