Midsommer's Night Run

[cian_oneill]

It was almost as regular as clockwork, heading up to Searchlight on a Wednesday night for a few beers and a game or two. Cian went to the Golden Nugget, probably the most regular watering hole, for someone who didn't have regular places. Sometimes he went all the way to Vegas, but usually didn't bother. The noise of the big casinos usually hurt his ears, and the smell of fumes on the strip was something he could do without.

Like this Wednesday, when he just went up to the bar and ordered himself a beer, taking it over to a table and sitting down. After taking a long swig he leaned back in his chair, legs stretched out in front of him, as he continued to survey the other occupants of the place.

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[rhiannon_lee]

Rhiannon let the wind play havoc with her hair. She ran until the elevation changed and the ground became treacherous underfoot. When the climb into the hills began, she looked back. Cian was gone. In his place she saw an animal galloping toward her and gaining quickly. She slid to a stop in a cloud of dust and caught her breath.

“Oh my god...”

What had she expected? She didn’t know. She wasn’t afraid, though she might have been. An animal so wild could rip flesh from the bones. However, she had faith that Cian could control himself or he wouldn’t have shifted on command without the sway of a full moon. She stood with her arms loose at her sides as the cat came closer.

[cian_oneill]

Siofra saw the woman stop, and slowed his own pace, coming to a slow lope, then walk as the woman stopped. Mouth open and nose twitching the large cougar slinked in a slowly closing circle around the Slayer, until it gained the higher ground. A large stone, on the edge of a rocky outcrop, afforded a perfect position and the animal stood atop it, eyes still on the Slayer.

Slowly haunches lowered, and finally, once seated, the eyes closed for a moment, head turning slightly, the domination now finished.