<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">There must have been some kind of magic that was lining Ava's lips. It was the only way he could explain the rush to his senses as he called out to the beast, dashing between the trees, trying to lure it exactly where it needed to be, trying to keep himself within a good distance of the trap they had set for it. The last thing he wanted was to be run down before he even got a chance to give Ava a shot, he could already see those beautiful green eyes looking down the scope if he concentrated hard enough....was it really the time? Maybe it was the literal fact that death was hunting him down in this forest right now that clouded his mind. The Beasts cries slowly brought him back to reality as he finally paused for a moment, hand propping him up against a tree as he regained his breath. He could hear it, enraged and tearing apart everything that stood in front of it trying to get to them. Those stories of his youth coming back to him, and needing to make note of how much he preferred the stories to the reality. Wes had seen his fair share, but this? Easily the most horrifying of them so far.<br/>
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He had heard her calling to him before he ran off, how they'd be having words about his sudden unexpected action. It brought that devilish grin back to his face, the fact she didn't fire the moment he turned his back and he wasn't cold on the ground had to have meant something. Or perhaps she was cold blooded, and simply wished for him to be torn apart for making such a daring gesture in a completely inappropriate moment. The Hunter supposed he would simply find out soon enough, with an ear piercing shriek, he saw those eyes locked onto him from The Distance. The Grin only became wider, Adrenaline pumping his veins and his heart beating wildly in his chest, making one final call out to The Beast, arms spread outwards in open defiance. He waited until it began it's charge and began to make a mad dash back to where the trap was laid. Unlike earlier, he didn't follow Avas movements and move erratically, the beast was locked onto him and it would bowl over everything that stood in it's path if it meant getting to The Offending Hunter. Instead he ran as straight and as quickly as he could manage.<br/>
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Panting and pushing his burning legs forward, doing his absolute best to make sure his footing didn't fail him and he'd go crashing into the ground. He was sure The Beast would be on top of him before he'd even have a chance to turn over and see The Teeth that would dig into his body and tear him apart. The thought only pushed him harder, hearing it close the distance frighteningly quickly, actually bringing a cry of concern from him. He thought he waited too long, severely underestimated it's speed or how far he had truly wandered from The Clearing, but ahead in the distance, there it was. Eyes opening wide he gunned it, pushing every last ounce of strentgh he had left to propel himself forward. <i>"Get Ready!" </i>He called out between deep breaths, keeping in mind where the wires had been set up least he end up caught in his own trap. The closer he got, the louder The Beasts snarls and path of destruction got. <i>"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckme. Fuckmesideways." </i>He found himself cursing as he ran.<br/>
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<i>"Ava! Now!" </i>Wes could FEEL the beasts hot breath on the back of his neck, baseball sliding under the barbed wire net which had been set up to catch it right at the knees and lower body, hopefully tied up closely enough to withstand the beasts direct body weight crashing into it so it didn't simply snap the wires and that would be the end of Wes. The Hunter scrambled quickly forward on his hands and knees, staying out of Avas sight lines as with a deafening cry The Beast finally collided with the wiring, momentum suddenly stopped as it got caught up in it, the barbs wrapping tightly around limbs and body, howling loudly as it fell forward, causing the earth below it to shake as it hit the ground, long limbs and claws still reaching forward, digging into the ground and only missing Wes' leg by a couple of inches. Gnashing of teeth and roaring loudly at him, so close she could taste him already. Green Eyes glowing in rage against the darkness of the night as Wes continued to scramble forward trying to get to safety.​</div>