Because Of You

N/A · 07-31-2013, 04:45 PM

He could feel the familiar blood-lust beginning to sing through his veins, pulsing throughout his gargantuan man. Adrenaline began to pump through his system, his frame tensing in anticipation for the coming kill. The scent he'd caught was of a rogue, so he didn't have to worry about having any kind of repercussions from any packs, but even if it had been a pack wolf, the hellion still would've gone after the wolf. Right now, he didn't give a damn who it was. Male, female, young, old, rogue, pack wolf, whoever it was it, they had stepped into the wrong place today because Demyan was out for blood and he would be damned if he didn't get his blood that day. It would be spilled and he would bathe in it.

Ignoring the feline hidden in the bushes, though well aware of its presence and lingering eyes, the brute turned towards the scent of the second wolf. It was a scraggly black looking thing, trotting towards him with seemingly not a care in the world, too stupid to realize that the gargantuan man was standing right in front of him. The puny thing ran into him, barely even disturbing a hair on his pelt, yelping in surprise as it pushed itself back, grinning stupidly up at him, tail wagging. Idiot. Did he not know that he was staring death right in the face? Powerful jaws unhinged, saliva slicked weapons gleaming in the soft light of the afternoon. The man went on to introduce himself as Roberto, throwing in a nickname that could be used instead of his actual name. Demyan didn't care. Roberto wasn't Roberto. He was just another faceless victim in his long list, another useless piece of meat used to satisfy his blood lust. Bye Roberto. Came his cold, chilling growl as he lunged towards the obsidian wolf, jaws agape, head tucked low in order to get a death grip on his throat. Blood. He was going to get his blood.

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