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Kichi

Loner

Master Fighter (245)

Master Hunter (250)

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age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
74
size
Large
build
Heavy
posts
219
player
Shard

Samhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipOoze ImmuneThe Ooze Participant
10-25-2021, 08:45 PM
There was too much to soak in all at once.  What Lurid had done and Al had known but not right away.  What would Kichi have done in his place? Al’s part in eventual knowledge faded as unimportant for a moment as he watched memories of his life flash by.  Everything that had happened, every horror, every bit of love and faith he gave to her.  All her sweet words and promises.  How they were alone, not with a pack but where he was solely hers.

Where did the abyss end?  So many moments in time suddenly had a darker tone to them.  Kichi’s head was spinning with reality upon sick reality laid on top of it.  A low rumbling growl started in his throat after a bit, his glare was on the ground.  He was even denied revenge on the one who had done that to him.  Kichi’s muscles shook with a terrible rage and no way to vent it.

His gaze looked to Al’s.  At some point he had known.  Before they had left he had learned the truth but perhaps they had left as she was worried he couldn't keep the secret.  He could fight the black wolf in front of him and there would be so much pleasure in causing another pain right now.  Kichi wanted blood and he didn’t particularly care who’s.

“Fight me,” the guttural words dragged out with effort. He didn’t want to think of things like talking and explaining.  He wanted to let out all the rage, wanted to feel either satisfaction in hurting another or feel a different sort of pain in himself. He wasn’t waiting for a yes or no.  Some part of him was aware that the one he’d attack was perfectly capable of defending himself but that would be the last thought he bothered with.  It was his best friend who he had looked up to, and right now he wanted his blood sprayed over the terrain.

This was no strategic attack, no thinking of cause or effect.  Kichi let go of all that torturous self-control to charge the short distance between them, to aim his teeth for the neck of the wolf next to him.  It didn’t matter who, it was alive and it could satisfy his need.  

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