sniktt: (i AM smiling)
logan ([personal profile] sniktt) wrote in [community profile] herbgarden 2017-07-30 03:21 am (UTC)

[Logan's found the spot... but Robert's not crouched on the ground there. And Logan finally realizes what had him going in a circle earlier about the scent he was catching - it's from so high up, the wind was moving it further.

Now, though, he's gotten close enough to know it's Robert, and that it's Robert up a tree. He can see him - just there. The gleam of moonlight off his eyes, the barest brightness in the dark.

Logan hones in, finds a well-placed branch, and jumps.

It's easier on that first branch. It's sturdy, thick, supports his weight easily. (Obviously, or else how would tall, dark, and clearly-doesn't-do-parkour have gotten up here?) From there, it's a matter of touch and sight, mostly the former. Logan runs fingers along the trunk, finds the strongest branches, pulls himself up with an animal confidence.

The scent's so much stronger, up close. He's never needed to pay this much attention to it.

There's a certain silence before it happens. A bit of creaking, if you're already paranoid enough to be on high alert - Logan's good, but he's not perfect.

But there's probably not enough warning before a rough hand grabs the underside of Robert's jaw, palm and fingers spread out against his throat. Robert's head knocks - not too unkindly - against the tree trunk as Logan figures out how to get a good hold on him.

His voice comes from barely an inch behind Robert's ear.

Found ya.

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