man down
01-15-2017, 11:20 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-16-2017, 11:58 AM by Elias.)
He waited expectantly as she laid the bird down. For just the briefest of moments, Elias was certain she would follow his orders and do as he told her to do. Once she glared back up in his direction, his upper lip curled back to reveal the thick of his teeth as he realized her act of defiance. Why did she have to fight about it?
Though no physical attack had been made on her part, the fiend felt utterly wounded that his demand had been disobeyed. How could she not be scared of what he could do if she didn't? An immediate snarl ripped through his throat and split his teeth as she spoke out to confirm her denial to his request. He could not believe it, though.. he supposed that with her blindness, perhaps she was not aware by just how massive of a beast he was. Maybe he needed to show her an example of his force.
No, what was he doing? For just a moment, he hushed his growling and relaxed his facial features out of an expression of hatred and into one of guilt. No, he couldn't hurt her.
He felt dizzy, really dizzy. Enough so that his weight swayed as it struggled to hold his tall frame upright and sent him stumbling forward just a step.
He whimpered audibly just before he stopped all movement, every muscle in his body tensing as his chest began to heave with his labored breathing. He was fighting, he didn't want to give in but then... Katar's sweet humming silenced the world around him and filled his hearing with her elegant tone. He let himself slip away as his consciousness faded into a memory of his beloved, deceased wife.
The wolf that lifted its head and glared at the woman before him was not the same one that had released that pathetic whimper. A heathen stood in Elias' skin as the giant lurched forward, kicking off the ground with his hind legs as he shot across the earth in an effort to close their distance. His jowls sprang apart from one another as his red eyes became crazed and wide. His neck twisted and allowed for his teeth to seek in to the woman's neck while one of his well-muscled forelimbs aimed to throw itself over her shoulders with some force. Enough force that, he hoped, she would be unable to do anything but bow as he desired with her face forced into the dead body of the raven.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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