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[elvesareyummy]

The Master told them to bring him the head of Maitimo Feanorion, and so a pack of large, scary evil wolves roam the woods surrounding the mansion in search of a certain Elf. They're eager for blood, though, and anyone they come across is a likely target. The pack is hungry.

Mun: Open post, cause some people wanted to be mean to their puppets,

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[angsty_redhead]

And that was so not cool of him. But the Elf in question is outside tonight, conveniently, pacing around near the edge of the forest, absorbed in thought and the usual wangst. Maengst? Unarmed, too! Absent a plothole, weapons are not so easy to come by.

T: Unfortunately, typist orders are not to kill him. Scratch him up as much as you want, though.

[elvesareyummy]

As they approach him the wolves are as silent as they can be, stalking carefully, it wouldn't do to lose this one, the master asked for him specifically.

[angsty_redhead]

It's so nice to feel wanted. Except, you know. Not.

At any rate, there's something unsettling about the treeline tonight, a sense of being watched, and he'd feel a lot better right now if only swords came through firey chasms intact. With a mistrustful glance at the forest, he begins to move away from it.

[elvesareyummy]

On a brief, growled order they start moving to try to surround him, still trying to remain unnoticed. They don't want him to get away.

[angsty_redhead]

If they want to surround him they're going to have to come out of the trees, and he's keeping deliberate space between himself and the woods, wary. There's something unpleasant there.

[elvesareyummy]

They lurk around the edge of the trees then, keeping out of sight and looking for a good chance to surprise him.

[angsty_redhead]

He searches the shadows a few moments longer, but wolves being good at hiding, sees nothing, has only his own sense of unease. So rather than tempt fate, he turns around and begins to head back towards the Mansion.

...Which may, in retrospect, rather constitute tempting fate.

[elvesareyummy]

As he begins to move away the wolves begin to slink forward, silently as possible, meaning to get as close as possible before the Elf notices them.

[angsty_redhead]

That'll be fairly close, but the Elf in question is twitchy, wary, and looks back instinctively.

And freezes for a brief instant, registering the dark shapes crowding in behind him.

[elvesareyummy]

When he looks back they lunge forward with a howl, they've lost surprise and now they just have to chase him down.

[angsty_redhead]

Which means unfreezing would be really good right now, and turning and running towards the house and lights. Unarmed last stands against giant evil wolves, as certain other Elves will certainly tell you, don't tend to work out so well.

Of course, neither does trying to outrun them, most of the time.

[elvesareyummy]

We're sure though that Mae is fast so it takes some precious time for the wolves to catch up. As they begin to catch up one lunges but too soon, he just misses.

[angsty_redhead]

He stumbles slightly as the wolf lunges and he's forced to weave aside to avoid it, and though he regains his footing quickly, it's gained them ground. He pushes on, feeling them at his heels, trying desperately to reach the light around the Mansion.

[elvesareyummy]

Another takes a swipe at him, scratching at his arm though still from too far to hope to really bring him down.

[angsty_redhead]

Which doesn't help his speed any. Ow. He claps his other hand to his arm, hoping against hope that's as bad as it will get, and still running, because he's nearly, nearly there--

[elvesareyummy]

But just then a large wolf leaps and hits Maitimo's shoulder solidly, driving him to the ground. Another darts forward, teeth bared, to bite at his leg.