It All Started With That Smile

Alastor · 10-22-2020, 04:49 PM

Forty-nine seconds. That was how long it took for the gurgling wolf at his paws to stop sputtering and choking up blood and go silent, his soul leaving his broken and torn body. Alastor's red-tinted smile never left his face the entire time he had been counting, anxiously anticipating just how long it would last, and ultimately winding up disappointed. What a shame... I thought he would have more fight in him than his friend. Oh well! he mused in silence, onyx-hued eyes gleaming with the rush of adrenaline and dopamine currently surging through his bloodstream like a hit of a narcotic. The raw flavor of blood still sat on his tongue like the remaining aftertaste of a fine wine, further deepening his disturbed delight. What had started as another mundane day of hide-and-seek with the object of his search had transformed into something far more thrilling thanks to those fine gentlemen! A delightful break! But now back to-

Alastor's thoughts were cut off when he lifted his head to glance around the blood-soaked clearing, catching the glimpse of pallid white out of the corner of his eye. He turned around, smile still stained with blood and muzzle and chest positively dripping with the fluid. There was no question as to who had brutalized these two wolves when looking at him. Jet black gaze settled on the spectral white femme seated comfortably behind him, an all-too-familiar scowl on her otherwise beautiful and unreadable features. Her eyes held a look the brute had become familiar with over a lifetime, and her calm demeanor told him exactly who he was staring at. For the briefest of moment's Alastor's smile fell from his face, leaving the man staring back at her with a look blended of shock and amazement, as if he had spied a celestial being manifested into flesh. The soft patter of blood dripping from him and hitting the grass filled the otherwise silent forest between them. But that moment was swift to pass, and the black and red male met her with his signature smile, a flash of white speckled with deep red, and his eyes illuminated like a thousand fires had spontaneously been ignited all at once.

"Hello!" he greeted his familiar companion and leader with jovial delight, as if he had not just snuffed out two lives in a barbaric fashion. There she was; Lurid! Exactly who he had spent the last several days scouring across Boreas for! At long last, his trail of breadcrumbs and whispers had led him directly to her feet! Alastor turned to fully face the alabaster woman, grinning ear-to-ear as he fixed her with his excited stare. "Lurid, there you are! You have no idea how difficult it has been to try and track you down! You know you're a hard wolf to find when you want to be, hahaha!" The brute punctuated his happy statements with a laugh that was far too joyful for the bloody battlefield both wolves were still inhabiting. "I was afraid I'd find you dead! It has been quite some time since anyone has seen you, after all. Were you having too much fun without us?"

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