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[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremiah licked his lips.

"Scarlet. Whats it doing?"

Scarlet would creep slowly out, looking up at it. He held his ground, waiting, as the Dragon inspected it.

"Guarding its food, i think. Or perhaps trying to hide. It is...not a normal animal. It smells almost human."

Jeremy would frown.

"A Qi user, maybe?"

She nodded.

"It is possible. Or...the blood of the body is masking it."

Tch. He couldnt leave. Couldnt move forward. He would instead check the body a moment, to see if there was anything special about it!

[Kyrie Blaze]

Scarlet was right. It wasn't behaving like a normal animal. But then, it was also technically cornered in a tree.

Jeremiah notices it's a uniformed human. The uniform matches those of Strike's lot.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremiahs eyes would darken. Strike. He looked up at the Cougar, and gave a small nod.

"Right then."

He would turn around promptly and start to walk away. Anything that kills strikes boys was fine by him, and it didnt seem too eager for a fight.

[Kyrie Blaze]

As Jeremiah turned, a splotch of blood lands on the bridge of his nose! Another on his duster, nearer to Scarlet. This blood...is fresh. Not the dead man's.

For Scarlet, she can tell it's a mixture of feline and human. Almost interchangeable.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

The fuck!?

He stops again, looking up and around himself.

"....The hell."

Scarlets nose would twitch with the smell but she held a meter of fear...and so, said nothing for a moment.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The cat moved across the branch and down lower. Watching. It's tail acted as a counter of sorts, twitching back and forth in the air behind and below it.

Those eyes...were intelligent. Over and above what a great cat ought to be. Jeremiah and Scarlet could see a line of dripping blood. Someone had injured it.

It didn't seem to be a serious wound.

The cat hissed again before a ripple moved over its fur, from head to the base of its tail.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

It was following him?

He would check for its wound, attempting to find it at least by sight. Once he did, he would take a slow step toward it!

[Kyrie Blaze]

Jeremiah received another warning yowl in response to his advancement, the cat's ears swept back. The wound was along its side

Where's his knife?

[Jeremiah Sykes]

His knife was now loosely held in his hand!

As it growled, he would eye it. A beast of that size would...have the strength to put up a fight against him with a knife. He'd win, but he'd get hurt. If he didnt have it...he might be more than a little hurt. Wounded. Torn up. He might still win, though. He would flip the knife in his hand and snap it...

Throwing it solidly into the earth. He'd hold up his palms to indicate he didn't have a weapon now...but wouldnt walk forward until the growling stopped.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The cat's tail writhed back and forth through the air, and an abrupt hiss was given as he threw the knife. Unsure of his intentions, the cat leaped back up to a higher point as he let it fly, and then watched.

Jeremiah would have to wait over a minute for the warning sounds to die down, the cat near-unblinking as it watched him, flanks noticeably heaving, now. Between the wound and the uncertainty of where he was throwing the knife, the animal was stressing.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

He would take a slow step forward, again, hands up. He would point slowly at the wound!

"Thats gotta smart. I can help."

He would take another slow step...again, only after the signs died down.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The cat shifted, turning its wounded side away after he pointed. There was a hiss, but, Jeremiah could advance another step if he chose.

[Jeremiah Sykes]

Jeremy would let his hands drop. Then walk forward, again, slowly.

"Stop it. Come down, now."

[Kyrie Blaze]

A sound that would be protest from a human came - wordless - from the big feline and a paw swiped down. It missed Jeremiah by several inches...but the claws were sheathed.

The cat blinked, knowingly.


DEX: 110

[Jeremiah Sykes]

He held out his arms. Like he was gonna catch it. He ignored the swipe.

"Come on. I'll catch you. At then I'll heal you and you can go back to eating strikes soldier. I have no other weapons on me. Lets go."

Despite the incredible speed....he still seemed utterly unafraid.