trouble on the horizon }} typhoon on the island + tanglewoods arrival

Sweet dreams are made of this,
Who am I, to disagree?

The serval managed to hit her target slightly, even if it was barely a few scratches. It was enough to satisfy her, right up until she felt her tail get clamped down into the vice of canid teeth and her entire body get forced backwards. Through shocked eyes she caught a glimpse of Lucinder's giant form, and then she felt her tail start to rip. For a second, it felt so slow. Then as she hit the ground, skidding onto the sands, the pain seared for a moment. Red grit her teeth. Damn.

Adrenaline had kicked in at that moment, dulling her pain and overriding her senses with some sort of primal joy. She looked to the chunk of her tail -- a good half of it, two-thirds, perhaps, that lay on the sands near Morrison. Then her gaze fell back on the wolf, and she held no pause. Back into the action.

With a low laugh, she rushed toward him, leaping in an attempt to land onto his side or back, trying to throw him even slightly off balance. Hopefully it was enough to give Lucinder a chance to make his next move.

— Reggan