[ He's just starting to turn when she grabs him, and, right. Kisses are great. It's just too damn bad this one is a you'd better not die kiss and not, you know, a sexy one.
He runs in the opposite direction, nocking an arrow and aiming it at the creature's underbelly. He doesn't stop long enough to take careful aim, just lets it loose as he runs. The arrow hits, nonetheless, though as Peter figured, it doesn't do much more damage than a quick nick to its hide before bouncing away.
It does however, have the intended effect of making the creature turn towards him, and Peter has to leap to avoid the blast of fire it sends his way. The snow turns to steam, and Peter's pretty sure the moisture clinging to his clothes is going to fucking freeze when they get out of this. He jumps back to his feet and repeats the process, firing as he runs. ]
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He runs in the opposite direction, nocking an arrow and aiming it at the creature's underbelly. He doesn't stop long enough to take careful aim, just lets it loose as he runs. The arrow hits, nonetheless, though as Peter figured, it doesn't do much more damage than a quick nick to its hide before bouncing away.
It does however, have the intended effect of making the creature turn towards him, and Peter has to leap to avoid the blast of fire it sends his way. The snow turns to steam, and Peter's pretty sure the moisture clinging to his clothes is going to fucking freeze when they get out of this. He jumps back to his feet and repeats the process, firing as he runs. ]