You Better Get Up Out The Way

Ezekiel’s body practically vibrates with the pent up energy while his heart begins to pound with thrill. Gazes meet, the thirst for blood apparent as they all await the signal to move while more coyotes pour out of their dens, yapping and growling at the wolves that linger in their territory. The signal is simple, a dip of El’s head was all it took to unleash the hounds of hell and they all surge forward as one, fear soon replacing the annoyance that had been on the creatures faces.

Teeth snap closed, his maw fills with coppery blood as he attacks, effortlessly defeating coyote after coyote until only a few remain. Duel-toned eyes are dark with a primal hunger as a deep, low growl builds in Zeke’s chest, adding to Kaino’s words the promise of death should they come back. The rest flee, tails between their legs as the dark man turns his gaze over the slaughter, wishing that they had more enemies to kill.

With the fight won, Ezekiel moves to the nearest dead coyote and begins to dismember it in case they wish to post the pieces around their new land.


"Ely & Ezekiel"