[ Or they're both just crazy. Might be a little of A, a little of B at this point.
He can hear the scuffles of clawed feet along the stone. Poor guy doesn't know what's about to hit him. It might actually be easier to feel sorry for them if then weren't so...large. And troublesome.
He watches quietly, the way that her shawl comes to life in a short instant, moving like a whip rather than a more delicate piece of fabric. Begins to crouch, ready to spring. As soon as it squeaks--or rather, screeches in surprise and sudden pain--Minato jumps into action. He can see the prone figure of the rat peering out of the shadows and makes an educated guess as he lunges forward, driving the end of his sword into the creature.
The scream does, unfortunately, let him know that he's off. ]
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He can hear the scuffles of clawed feet along the stone. Poor guy doesn't know what's about to hit him. It might actually be easier to feel sorry for them if then weren't so...large. And troublesome.
He watches quietly, the way that her shawl comes to life in a short instant, moving like a whip rather than a more delicate piece of fabric. Begins to crouch, ready to spring. As soon as it squeaks--or rather, screeches in surprise and sudden pain--Minato jumps into action. He can see the prone figure of the rat peering out of the shadows and makes an educated guess as he lunges forward, driving the end of his sword into the creature.
The scream does, unfortunately, let him know that he's off. ]
...Ah.
[ Give a moment.
Pull it out, and--yep. Got it that time. ]