[Any surprise that the wolf was there? If she wasn't in her apartment or at work, Amaterasu would linger around the park. Most of the day, after training, there she could be found. Still, not a good time.]
[The moment the clown appeared, she was on it. Red though it was, she picked up on it fast. Ears back, paws lightly brushing the ground, the blind thing had difficulty hearing her and more heard people scattering at a distance. The hummingbird charm with her lay abandoned on the opposite side as she circled and it seemed more interested in that. Still, she had to make a dash.]
[To the left, and back right, the noise she made drew its attention. Hair whipping from its head trying to tangling her, but who ever created this thing didn't appear to calculate fighting an animal. Around, looping, she tangled it through a tree which quickly began to spark and weighted it down with a rock. Weapons left scattered by morning training, she got closer and closer. It wasn't human, but the way it was built.]
[She swerved until, utilizing her soul as Stein taught in those classes she came into. Pinned down, her fangs are at its throat, and with a snap after a thorough beat-down, she stood over it, growling still. The voice coming from the charm made her snap, crushing it in her fangs next. The Goddess snorted; splendid. A little Witch playing this way.]
[Head rising, her ears rotated and nose curled. She was done here, but this wasn't the only one. Springing from the corpse, she picked up the closest weapon and dashed to help. First Weapon she crossed, well, that would help all the more.]
Amaterasu and Psiioniic | Park | Open
[The moment the clown appeared, she was on it. Red though it was, she picked up on it fast. Ears back, paws lightly brushing the ground, the blind thing had difficulty hearing her and more heard people scattering at a distance. The hummingbird charm with her lay abandoned on the opposite side as she circled and it seemed more interested in that. Still, she had to make a dash.]
[To the left, and back right, the noise she made drew its attention. Hair whipping from its head trying to tangling her, but who ever created this thing didn't appear to calculate fighting an animal. Around, looping, she tangled it through a tree which quickly began to spark and weighted it down with a rock. Weapons left scattered by morning training, she got closer and closer. It wasn't human, but the way it was built.]
[She swerved until, utilizing her soul as Stein taught in those classes she came into. Pinned down, her fangs are at its throat, and with a snap after a thorough beat-down, she stood over it, growling still. The voice coming from the charm made her snap, crushing it in her fangs next. The Goddess snorted; splendid. A little Witch playing this way.]
[Head rising, her ears rotated and nose curled. She was done here, but this wasn't the only one. Springing from the corpse, she picked up the closest weapon and dashed to help. First Weapon she crossed, well, that would help all the more.]