Thirsty flies into a feline fury upon seeing his mistress attacked and slashes with claw and gnashes with fang upon her attacker.
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Thirsty lets rip a savage roar of fury as the creature bites his charge. Then he slaps at the thing with one paw and rips into it with his other claw. Finally he returns the favor and sinks his teeth into it.
Selima quickly realizes that something is very wrong. Heeding Uesugi's call, she lays a hand on Thirsty's pack saddle and casts a cantrip. The pack begins to glow like a bright torch, momentarily blinding poor Luurg. Then she points out the Baron and his peril. "Go, my love! Go quickly and Defend him!" The gleaming white tiger leaps from his perch and lands solidly on deft paws that seem to be in mid-run before they even touch the ground. He charges across the narrow stream to come to the Baron's aid.
The young white tiger has enjoyed his excursion into the jungle. His bright blue eyes scanning everything in turn as his ears turn to note the sounds of small animals scurrying through the underbrush. Finally he hears or smells something worth his time. His tail swishes about and he hunkers down, getting ready to pounce.
A pristine white tiger stalks into the room, inhaling through his nose and exhaling through his mouth at the assault of new scents in the close quarters. A few familiar scents draw him into the corner where Raevin and Luurg are chatting. The young tiger gives each of them a *chuff* of recognition as he confirms they are indeed the people that belong to those smells.
Selima coos in Kelish and gives Thirsty an encouraging gesture that looks much the way a mother might motion for a hesitant child to go enjoy a playground. The tiger closes in on the half-orc female, now leaving red paw prints on Bobbi's prone from. He slashes with claw and tears with fang while his mistress looks on proudly.
Thirsty shakes off the fearful magic that was directed at him and bears his teeth, flattening his ears as he snarls his anger at the affront.
Selima gasps in shock as Ekanta goes down. She points a condemning finger at the halfling, using magic to try and cloud her mind.
Hopefully having disabled her, she gives Thirsty the word to attack. He bounds through the throng of allies and moves past the halfling and over the prone Ekanta to end up behind them, flanking with Jax. He then lunges to sink his teeth into her halfling posterior.
Selima then draws her crossbow and gets ready to put it to use.
Thirsty shakes his head, trying to rid his tongue of the foul bug goo. Selima obliges by cleaning his mouth with prestidigitation and gives him a chunk of meat for a job well done. The tiger gulps it down quickly and then yawns. Having returned to his usual stoic boredom.
Thirsty chuffs in reply and dutifully follows his mistress' command. Putting one agile paw behind another as he crosses it easily.
Seeing her ruse take effect, Selima sprints into the door with her tiger hot on her heels and gives Thirsty the command to attack the distracted crossbowman.
Thirsty strains against the weight of several people, trying to reach his mistress' outstretched hand.
Thirsty, sensing his mistress' unease, lashes out again at the bad men.
Thirsty continues to press the attack, unleashing feline fury on the unfortunate thug before him.
*growl*chomp*
Thirsty yawned widely, showing his full complement of sharp, shining teeth. He huffed in the direction of the other ladies, drinking in their scents and leaning protectively in front of his mistress.
Thirsty mauls the last Trog with extreme prejudice.
Seeing that Brother Marcus is well tended, she dipped her head gratefully to Jagder and Luna as she stepped out of the doorway to give them room to work. She fired another glob of acid at the Trog, but too worried over hitting her beloved, the spell goes far wide.
With his foe beaten, Thirsty turned to his mistress for guidance. Selima dipped her head playfully and swept a graceful hand toward the last Trog. Seeing the dire condition the creature had inflicted upon their knightly leader, she gave the Kelish command to attack with a gleeful look upon her face. Thirsty bounds up, teeth bared!
Thirsty continues to press the attack against the dazed Trog.
Forgot these earlier:
Selima begins to cast as she reaches down to stroke Thirsty's sleek coat, imbuing him with arcane defenses. She then points toward the snarling dogs and gives Thirtsy the command to flank! Finally, she draws her light crossbow. The tiger creeps forward, joining the halfling knight on the front lines and waiting to lunge as soon as a dog came close enough.
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