Battle not with monsters; Lest ye become a monster!
Lost again, where was she trying to go? Where was Preacher? She had to find him. He had to be around here somewhere, no way she could have lost him and herself at the same time. Where was she? It was pretty here, but not as pretty as it could be if her brother was with her. In the winter the willow branches were only long, flexible sticks that came down to make barely hidden coves. Sullen, hungry and a little on the angry side, Creature made her way through the trees. She hadn't found a suitable place to stop and eat, her mouth full with a tiny sprite of a wolf who had gotten too mouthy for their size.
It was late in the evening when she finally stopped, the thicker branches of a willow tree concealing her and her meal. Where was her brother? With a growl she set the wolf down, laying down around it like a lioness guarding her meal. The little white wolf hadn't stood a chance against the larger and stronger Creature, falling victim to the cannibal.
Creature made sure there was no one around her before she set about skinning the wolf between her paws. This one she didn't care if she tore it apart, it was full of holes and tears anyway from the way she had killed the poor sprite. Once that dark deed was done, Creature stripped a large bit of meat from the poor soul's haunches and chewed happily and noisily. No one else was around, so she didn't have to conceal her crime. Or so she thought...
Word count: 432 words. || "Talk." || 'Think.' || 'Hear.'
Thread with caution: This wolf is capable of horrendous acts of violence and frequently enjoys eating other wolves; even family is not safe. She is highly unstable and will not hold herself back from snapping. Very mature rated, very brutal, be afraid. Be very afraid.As her brother, Preacher may crash any thread regardless of label or tag.
