[ This isn't the first he's seen Kyle blink in and out, but let him say that it's still distracting as shit. Kyle goes flying, Hilda's got a paw trying to crush her into the ground. The lady's closer, so that's who Reno goes towards.
The animal's big enough for him to duck under its pillar-like legs while it's distracted with the sword, sliding through the snow towards Hilda. Its white fur's stained all red, but the thing doesn't look like it's anywhere near about to slow down.
He shoves the crackling rod into its mouth to help push it back off of Hilda. Now it's his turn to get swatted—sending him across the ground and skidding to a stop against a tree that dumps the load of snow in its boughs. Cold powder showers over his head, and he swallows a handful of shaved ice. (He really hates this stuff.) ]
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The animal's big enough for him to duck under its pillar-like legs while it's distracted with the sword, sliding through the snow towards Hilda. Its white fur's stained all red, but the thing doesn't look like it's anywhere near about to slow down.
He shoves the crackling rod into its mouth to help push it back off of Hilda. Now it's his turn to get swatted—sending him across the ground and skidding to a stop against a tree that dumps the load of snow in its boughs. Cold powder showers over his head, and he swallows a handful of shaved ice. (He really hates this stuff.) ]