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12-07-2016, 01:22 PM
The man had spent some time finding the perfect collection of boulders to secure his trap, he always hated this part. It took some brute force and a lot of patience, but he finally got them laid out where he needed them.. and that was only the first trap!
On his way to the second along this route through the garden he noticed a flying raven, and for a few feet he walked with his eyes on the bird until it landed. He'd been scavenging more this winter than hunting, so part of him wondered if the bird had come across something dead and partially frozen out here in the garden. He was quiet as he made his way to where he'd seen the bird descend, unsure of what he might come across. Once he was there, he found it interesting that he was overwhelmed by the scent of a wolf rather than the scent of a bird.
Her scent hit him with a wave of nostalgia, reminding him of the last woman who's path he crossed. Though, it wasn't the face of Zuriel that stood strong in his mind's eye, it was Katar's. For a moment, he stood there frozen while staring down to the subtle imprints left behind in the small woman's trail. He could fight this, he could.. he didn't need to do this to another woman, again. He could only imagine what had happened to Zuriel, he couldn't recall much of that night but he had feeling.. that he'd done more than enough to leave some damage to that woman. His ears folded back in guilt, and just as they did the haunting voice of his dead wife rang clear in his ears. 'I'll always love you, Elias. No matter what happens. Come to me.'
His ears slowly started to rise with growing confidence as he continued on down the path. He moved slowly, listening carefully to the sounds his mind played for him. The sounds of her gentle laughter guided him down the path until he stood five feet from the rock where the bird was perched. He paid it no mind at first, flicking his ear to the sound of Katar's voice, 'Kill it, Elias. Quick. Before it sees.' His 'brows furrowed in confusion, not quite understanding why Katar wanted him to get the bird. 'Elias, now!'
Compelled by the sound of his dead wife's words, the beast quietly began stalking the bird while the sound of her laughter grew in approval. The unfortunate avian was caught in his crosshairs as he moved with immaculate stealth, carefully laying down each step to keep it silent until the beast was ready to lunge. It only took getting a couple feet away from the raven, and in a split second his muscles has worked to launch him on to the bird with jaws swinging to close around it. He felt his teeth crunch around the poor thing's body, catching it tail first. His jaws had grabbed one wing, but he immediately felt the beat of the other flapping frantically to get away from him. Elias fell against the rock, completely unaware of the wolf on the other side and now just below him. His nose was being assaulted by the raven, but in one quick shake of his head the bird's skull was crushed against the rock below them and the assault ceased.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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