Vivian lost control of the horse just as she neared the water, the horrid barking and the beasts sudden appearance causing the horse to panic. As the horse reared up to kick at the devil-dog, Vivian completely lost her seating and fell of the horse, landing in shallow water. Taking advantage of the beasts brief obsession with her stolen horse, Vivian rolled into deeper water and got to her feet.
The river was shallower than she had hoped for, only coming up to her knees when she stood. Wanting as much water as she could manage, Vivian stepped back into deeper water, holding her sword and shield in a defensive stance. She stopped when she got to water that came up to her waist, hoping that she wasn’t making a really stupid decision with this move. The devil-dog, however, wasn’t quite as tall as Vivian herself was, so it would be even more submerged than she was.
As she pondered her decision, she realized something and edged farther towards the far shore of the river, stopping when the water was again only up to her knees. She figured she’d have a better advantage if the beast was in deeper water than she was, but she still was hoping that it was scared of the water, or at least would be weaker in the water than she was on dry land.
As she pondered, however, she noticed something. The beasts flames were damper than they had been back at the fort. Perhaps it needed to feed more in order to fuel its fire, which was something to keep in mind for the future. Granted, at the moment it did her no good to know that, as the beast was apparently busy eating Blackwoods horse. Grimacing, Vivian settled herself so that she would be ready if the beast attacked, watching for anything that indicated the beast was about to lunge towards her.
The river was shallower than she had hoped for, only coming up to her knees when she stood. Wanting as much water as she could manage, Vivian stepped back into deeper water, holding her sword and shield in a defensive stance. She stopped when she got to water that came up to her waist, hoping that she wasn’t making a really stupid decision with this move. The devil-dog, however, wasn’t quite as tall as Vivian herself was, so it would be even more submerged than she was.
As she pondered her decision, she realized something and edged farther towards the far shore of the river, stopping when the water was again only up to her knees. She figured she’d have a better advantage if the beast was in deeper water than she was, but she still was hoping that it was scared of the water, or at least would be weaker in the water than she was on dry land.
As she pondered, however, she noticed something. The beasts flames were damper than they had been back at the fort. Perhaps it needed to feed more in order to fuel its fire, which was something to keep in mind for the future. Granted, at the moment it did her no good to know that, as the beast was apparently busy eating Blackwoods horse. Grimacing, Vivian settled herself so that she would be ready if the beast attacked, watching for anything that indicated the beast was about to lunge towards her.