Rolling to his feet, spun around but not quite further than a crouch- all the better to spring back into action from- Vincent regards the creature. The cloak only slightly tremors as it settles in place and a small breeze stirs the edges.
Vincent hasn't drawn his gun yet. Make no mistake. This doesn't mean he will not fire on the monster. Right now, he's assessing intent. Looking for weakness. ... the 'reptilian' beast seems best by several oddities, not least which is an unmistakable conformation of forelimbs similar to a levrikon. Feathers, lion-like tufted ears and the piercing eyes.
When the chimera manages to both catch the bird and retain his focus on the moving target with little visible effort, he isn't liking his odds. Delaying as long as possible until the sun goes down fully and he can feel more himself again wasn't... going to be an option here, was it?
"Not going to give up, are you?" Vincent mutters. He doesn't expect an answer that makes sense. His right hand, with something like a resigned sigh, begins to subtly shift to the holstered gun.
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Rolling to his feet, spun around but not quite further than a crouch- all the better to spring back into action from- Vincent regards the creature. The cloak only slightly tremors as it settles in place and a small breeze stirs the edges.
Vincent hasn't drawn his gun yet. Make no mistake. This doesn't mean he will not fire on the monster. Right now, he's assessing intent. Looking for weakness. ... the
'reptilian' beast seems best by several oddities, not least which is an unmistakable conformation of forelimbs similar to a levrikon. Feathers, lion-like tufted ears and the piercing eyes.
When the chimera manages to both catch the bird and retain his focus on the moving target with little visible effort, he isn't liking his odds. Delaying as long as possible until the sun goes down fully and he can feel more himself again wasn't... going to be an option here, was it?
"Not going to give up, are you?" Vincent mutters. He doesn't expect an answer that makes sense. His right hand, with something like a resigned sigh, begins to subtly shift to the holstered gun.