To finally have something to chase and capture, Inggharudube was in his element. The jungle was not the easiest place to give chase but he had little trouble moving in, around and over obstacles the forest presented. He spotted his query moving quickly through the trees, doing her best to get away to the point she was even slowing herself down by crashing headlong into the underbrush.
Inggharudube knew his Wher would have no trouble tracking her so pursued in a slightly less hurried state. He wasn't going to take his time, why give these people time to regroup or circle back to the clearing? Or meet up with the felines they apparetly use to attack their patrols in the past. He put some distance between him and Inggharusk however as it was easier for the two to find their own paths towards their query.
The bronze wher may be a large creature but he knew how to move through the jungle having lived within it for many Turns before returning to the Weyr with his Handler. The female human's scent was already thick in his nostrols and he easily blocked out all other scents to focus on it. She might as well have marked a trail given how easily he could follow her scent. Given the among of noise she was making he almost didn't even need his nose right up to the point she went silent.
>Prey stop running, closing in,>
Inggharusk told his Handler even as he slowed his pursuit to circle slightly from where the scent would lead him. He only made it a few more steps when he heard a sharp sound like nothing he heard before. It hurt his ears and caused the bronze to stop and shake his head.
>Not nice noise!>
Inggharudube asked, pausing in his own persuit but he couldn't hear anything but the sounds of other Handlers and their Whers continuing the chase.
The bronze didn't answer as he heard and smelled something far more dangerous than just a loud whistle. He turned towards the growl he heard and braced himself for the feline's charge. Inggharusk spotted the feline lunging towards him but didn't wait for the feline to make his attack. Instead he charged, slamming his body against the feline even as it tried to evade. The feline was agile however and quick, managing to get back to its feet and circle around, and attacking at Inggharudube's flank before the bronze can turn.
"They've called the Felines, beware!" Inggharudube shouted the moment he sensed Inggharusk was under attack. He decided the woman wasn't important for the moment, knowing he could track her down later once her pet was dead. Veering off he headed towards Inggharusk. It didn't take him long to find the bronze, the noise of the two predators easy to hear.
The bronze had a few claw marks on his hide but the wounds were superficial. The feline looked a little banged up but clearly was far from being defeated. Inggharudube took a quick look at the scene then used his whip to get the feline's attention. The sharp crack was not easily ignored and when the feline glanced his way, Inggharusk attacked. Inggharudube also moved in, switching his whip to his left hand to draw his sword with his right.
The fight was fierce but short, Inggharudube and Inggharusk were an effective team when it came to fighting felines though they had never encountered one this determined to fight to the death. Most flee instead of risking too bad an injury. Inggharudube's leathers blocked most of the feline's claws but he was bleeding from several scratches on his arms and one spot on his chest where his armor failed him. Inggharudusk had a few himself but nothing of concern. With the feline dead, Inggharudube joined up with his Wher.
"Come on, lets help the others," Inggharudube said then heard a noise back towards the clearing and realized Galana could be in trouble. She wasn't a combatant and her wher was on his own to defend her.
"Back to the clearing!" Inggharudube shouted, more to Inggharusk but loud enough he hoped any other free Handlers would hear. He then broke into a run, sending his bronze out ahead of him.