[ It's during one of those nighttime lunatic runs that a gloved hand snaps out from the bushes, catching hold of Hiiro's shirt. In the next instant he's hauled out of the monster's path, leaving it to barrel along with a terrible, keening wail.
Yuri has been here long enough to know that particular sort of beast has poor eyesight. The fragrant bushes around them effectively mask their scent... The tradeoff being a less than uncomfortable hiding space.
He gestures Hiiro to be quiet as the monster lumbers to a halt and begins whiffing loudly at the air, searching for its lost prey. ]
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Yuri has been here long enough to know that particular sort of beast has poor eyesight. The fragrant bushes around them effectively mask their scent... The tradeoff being a less than uncomfortable hiding space.
He gestures Hiiro to be quiet as the monster lumbers to a halt and begins whiffing loudly at the air, searching for its lost prey. ]