On the Warpath (Bear Hunt)

? Awaken gave a iminous growl as his eyes went blank. He viciously tore into the bears paw, he feared nothing, saw and heard nothing. That is untill he heard Move it.It was bearley able to be heard by the enraged hellhound. ?He turned his head fast enough for him to jump back just as the bear slamed into the beast.

?? Awaken gazed at Gargoyle akwardly, he didn't quite look like himself. Perhaps in shock from the damage he'd taken. The gashes in his shoulder were bleeding and every so often he'd cough up a good amount of blood from his ribcage. ?it got to the point that he wasn't even looking at Gargie anymore. His gaze slowly drifted to look just pasthis alpha.?

His head was in turmoil. Memorys rush him down so hard he couldn't keep track of them all. He remembered images of himself, as if he'd been watching in third person. His fur was strung out and unkepmt. Strands blowing in every witch direction. A crazed look of a killer in his eyes and on the ground was a cracked deerskull, antlers kicked up in every direction with colorfull feathers decorating it. The inside of the skull was hollowed out to fit the exact shape of a wolf's skull. It became obvious that it was used to slaughter chalangers by the king. Memories of goreing wolves to death and laughing as he felt flesh rip from bone. The ground was stained dark crimson and was knee deep with how often quarels tookplace. And there was no such thing as a spar. Someone always died.?

He became horrified. He couldn't stand anymore. Her squeezed his green eyes shut trying to snap out of it. Another immages of an ivory white feline beast tearing apart tresspassers, enemies, and basicly anyone who crossed her path. He began to snarl at his owm memories, as if trying to scare them away. This did him no good. Immages of him standibg on a battlefeild with six large boulders in a circle and the striped beat on the other side of the crimson hell. He blinked once to see himself slamming into the beast side and takibg her down. ENOUGH! He mentaly yelled. He didn't sound like himself. He felt lightheaded and as if he needed to just sleep.

Then, reality snapped back in. All of this had taken place in his head in roughly five seconds. Long enought for him to see Zanire being pulled over the ledge. He barked sharply, eitch faded into a light, barely audible whimper in his broken ribs. ?He bounded off to find a way down to help her. Every sound seemed to echo in his head. Nothing made sense to him anymore. He found a narrow rocky path off the cliff and sprinted to star digging off small rocks and start trying to push the larger ones off. He wasn't strong enough to push the large stones of himself though. This bear had saved theit lives, he was NOT about to let her die here.