[color=f9ad81][b]Sloane[/b][/color]
[justify][indent]"[color=f9ad81]Nasty,[/color]" she said, stepping back as the sand furries descended on their new meal. Most of them, anyway. The other two remained fixated on her, and made a move to grab her. Instead of allowing them both to reach her, she danced to the right, meeting the first. She grabbed its arm, twisting it away as she ducked under it. With a grunt, she shoved righty at lefty so that they clashed into one another. Then she paused: her instinct was to finish off the job, but she didn't really have a means to kill [i]two[/i] with no weapon or magic. So she turned and ran, confident that she could outrun them even if she couldn't kill them all. Plus they weren't the fastest things in the Void, that's for sure.[/indent][/justify]