[ As it turns out, Xena: Warrior Princess is not actually too far off the mark. Though the sound isn't coming from the spikeadillo. Or even its friend (mate?), the second large and pointy beast lashing its long, muscular tail back and forth in the sand where it thrashes, unable to get its bleeding leg to carry its weight.
No, the yelling is coming from the young woman precariously balanced in a crouch on the armored back of the uninjured animal, one knee planted in a safe area without spines, and both hands firmly gripping the hilt of a sword she's wedged into a crack between the bony plates. As the two men approach, they may notice the shouting coalescing into something more coherent. ]
Fuck! Stay still you... ugly fucking... sand turtle...!
[ Among similar curses, grunted out between snarls of exertion while the beast shakes itself this way and that, letting out a distinct, almost catlike squeal.
Despite its unwelcome passenger's distractions, the chaigon notices it has extra company. Before Ciri can shove enough of her weight down onto her sword to really pierce the armor, the already blindingly furious creature takes offense to being interrupted in its home yet again--
And charges, lumbering toward Dean and Castiel with a surprising speed.
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No, the yelling is coming from the young woman precariously balanced in a crouch on the armored back of the uninjured animal, one knee planted in a safe area without spines, and both hands firmly gripping the hilt of a sword she's wedged into a crack between the bony plates. As the two men approach, they may notice the shouting coalescing into something more coherent. ]
Fuck! Stay still you... ugly fucking... sand turtle...!
[ Among similar curses, grunted out between snarls of exertion while the beast shakes itself this way and that, letting out a distinct, almost catlike squeal.
Despite its unwelcome passenger's distractions, the chaigon notices it has extra company. Before Ciri can shove enough of her weight down onto her sword to really pierce the armor, the already blindingly furious creature takes offense to being interrupted in its home yet again--
And charges, lumbering toward Dean and Castiel with a surprising speed.
Ciri looks up. When the fuck did they--?
Oh, no. ]
Run!