[With no real hurry, D turns his head to glance over his shoulder without turning his body. Something in the woods is very much alive, but not in the sweet and charming sense of spring. They may not have long before it tries to swallow them, too.
He tips his head again to peer at the Puck above them, goading them in the tree. It isn't that he doesn't believe the words are true. There is some lying by omission here, he's sure.
There is no warning for what he does, no slowness either. He bends his knees slightly and leaps straight up from the ground like a cat. His left hand grabs one branch in passing to propel himself farther along; he's too quick to be a human. His right hand shoots out of the confines of the long cape like a striking snake, and he grabs the Puck by the neck under the jaws.
It's a surprise, though the drop of the lantern is probably on purpose more than anything else. It plummets toward Joonghyuk below, and as D squeezes the throat beneath his fingers, the Puck disperses away almost like a Cheshire cat, leaving D standing alone on the branch of the tree with the echo of laughter.]
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He tips his head again to peer at the Puck above them, goading them in the tree. It isn't that he doesn't believe the words are true. There is some lying by omission here, he's sure.
There is no warning for what he does, no slowness either. He bends his knees slightly and leaps straight up from the ground like a cat. His left hand grabs one branch in passing to propel himself farther along; he's too quick to be a human. His right hand shoots out of the confines of the long cape like a striking snake, and he grabs the Puck by the neck under the jaws.
It's a surprise, though the drop of the lantern is probably on purpose more than anything else. It plummets toward Joonghyuk below, and as D squeezes the throat beneath his fingers, the Puck disperses away almost like a Cheshire cat, leaving D standing alone on the branch of the tree with the echo of laughter.]