Sabertooth Tiger Attacks

[etcircenses]

Who| Everyone who wants to fight Smilodons or run from Smilodons or watch in horror!
What| Sabertooth tigers are rampaging through the Arena!
Where| The forests
When| Monday & Tuesday
Warnings/Notes| Violence against humans and animals!  Make your own threads as you like.  You can also tag in to run from the tigers, rescue people from them, or watch others fighting them.

The first signs of trouble are noticed on Monday morning. As the snowfall ceases, a foreign rustling could be heard amongst the trees of the forests. The rustling became louder and closer, and soon it was obvious that there were dozens of massive furry beasts roaming the woods. But they weren't the peaceful herbivores of the autumn, oh no. These things were massive, vicious, and on the trail of something to eat.

Those who had taken shelter in the woods would notice them first and likely need to run away. However, the cats would not be contained to the forests for long. By Monday evening, the sabertooth tigers were rampaging through most regions of the arena, ready to tear apart any sorry soul who crossed their paths.

The cats are looking for blood. Will you give it to them?

Comments

[tookthewheel]

"If you say so." Bucky nods, still unsure but not wanting Sam to worry more than he has to.

He turns and looks down into the box, searching until he finds a couple of the needles and thread for doing stitches with. If he could he would rather take Sam back to the cave where Bruce would probably be able to do a better job of this, but it's a hard slog back through the snow. It wouldn't be a problem if he had all his strength but now, with an open wound on Sam's leg, it would simple take too long to carry him there without stitching it first.

"Let's get it done." he doesn't want to be out here if another of those cats smells the blood in the air and comes to investigate it. Bucky threads both needles before holding one up to Sam to take.

[sizeofyourbaggage]

All right, bravado is officially getting dropped, as Sam takes the threaded needle from Bucky. He can already feel himself gritting his teeth together as he gears up for this, so he takes the precaution of folding up a piece of fabric to give himself something to bite down on. There's no talking from him after that, just occasional muffled grunts as he pieces his leg together and tries to ignore the pain of two sets of needles stitching it up.

He's a hell of a lot paler than he should be by the time it's done, but his stitches are just as professional as they've always been, and his leg looks worlds better now that it's not a mess of shredded flesh.

"You might still have to help me back, I can't a hundred percent guarantee I'm not going to pass out on the way." He's aiming for joking, but he's also kind of serious, and he can't quite tell where it ends up.

[tookthewheel]

Bucky tries not to focus too much on what Sam is doing, or how he's reacting as they make the stitches. He concentrates on the job at hand instead, wanting to get it done fast and save his friend some pain while he's at it. To that point he doesn't look up from his work until his row of stitches meets Sam's.

They're tied off and Bucky's sits back, taking both needles back and wrapping them up so they don't contaminate anything else in the medkit before placing them back. They can be cleaned properly later.

"I've got you." is the reply he gives Sam, completely serious and determined as Bucky stands up out of the snow. He's ready to go after he takes care of one thing first. "Wait here."

Bucky leaves Sam for a moment to return to the corpse of the cat. They can come back later for the meat if no one or nothing else gets to it first but there's a part of the animal too useful to left behind. He retrieves his knife, then sets about prying both gigantic incisors from the creatures jaw before heading back to Sam and offering him a hand up from his seat.