I'll eat you whole
07-05-2013, 07:28 PM
Things were just going from bad to worse. First Desdemona was lost and now he was being surrounded by a pack of mongrels looking to take a bite out of him and his companion. Fate really hated him right now. Audits flattened against his skull, pale lips curling back in a snarl, muscles tensing as he slowly back up towards Alena, placing himself haunch to haunch with her, mismatched gems flickering across the group of wolves that were slowly beginning to close in on them. The worry that had been consuming him moments ago was quickly turning into rage, boiling white hot in his veins. Did these idiots not realize that he was trying to find his missing wife! He had no time to waste on pointless squabbles and yet it looked like he wouldn't be able to worm his way out his particular fight. He would have to fight his way through it and these idiots would regret ever having been born after dueling with Demonio. And then the fight was one. One of the closest wolves, his right and Alena's left, came lunging at her, aiming to take a bite out of her throat, but the woman was ready, slashing at his face with her talons. It wasn't a move that was particularly useful in battle, but it was a good way to buy oneself time. But before she could recover a second brute lunged towards her, grasping at her right hind leg. A furious snarl ripped from his jaws, frame arching towards his left in a 180 semi circle, jaws coming around to lock at the nape of Alena's attack, talons digging into the brute's shoulders as his paws hit the ground, using his formidable size to drag the darker lupe towards the ground and off of Alena. But it seemed that the man's comrades didn't approve of him being attack, as the remaining three lunged towards the ivory man, looking to take him down with their sheer numbers. No one knew where the white man's name came from, but he was about to live up to it. With a single, swinging motion Demonio tore the brute's nape, coming away with a chunk of flesh as he turned to face the last three attackers. Jaws splayed wide, feral snarls roaring from deep inside his chest he charged towards the first attacker, ramming his shoulder into the second man, sending him flying, but not before the attacker scored the alabaster brute across his own nape with sharpened daggers. The pain was ignored, focusing his attention on the next man as he dove down, limbs folding beneath him as he grabbed a hold of the other man's leg, powerful jaws coming together in a crushing bite, bone snapping between his teeth, an anguished howl erupting from the attackers jaws as he crumpled to the ground. Demonio wasted no time, pulling himself back up to his paws and out from beneath the falling man, jaws reaching up to crush the idiot's windpipe with a single vicious snap, tearing the useless organ free from the body to chuck in the face of the remaining attackers. They had picked the perfect day to die. Talk like this |