I am alive, as i have always been
12-14-2013, 11:53 AM
He was never really much for swimming, but Flamesong certainly did love water. He had chosen a serene riverbank once as a home for his pack long ago, and found the effects quite calming to his soul. It seemed on this day, though, that something else sent him to the shores of Alacritis; he was in desperate need of a good meal and all that roamed the frozen land behind him had decided to stay inside for the day.
The large grey man stared down at the gentle waves in front of him in speculation, knowing that the water would be frigid in this winter air. His amber eyes lifted and calculated quietly the distance from where he was standing to the shore of the small island ahead, and decided that it was worth a try.
Without a second thought, Flamesong launched himself into the freezing cold ocean water. He swam with full, strong strokes against the current of waves. His silver fur rayed out around him like a halo, highlighting his path. When the large grey man finally reached the shoreline, his neck and legs were exhausted. He shook out his pelt and lookdd around the already warmer island. He could hear wildlife already, and then
Squeeeeeeee! Squee squeeeeeeechgh...
The squealing of a dying animal rang in his ears, and he smelled blood hanging heavily on the breeze. His mind flashed, blackening his vision and turning his thoughts dark. Suddenly he was bounding through the forest towards sounds of bloodshed, pups squealing, mothers howling, his loved ones nowhere to be found. And the vision of a crumpled heap of mangled, bloodied orange fur, arriving just too late to save her...
Flamesong shook his head violently, anger filling his amber eyes and vengeance ringing through his ears. He took off running inland towards the horrifying sound, hoping to find the culprit. He followed the sharp tangy scent of blood and nearly crashed into a female canine, licking blood off of her jowls and standing over a mangled carcass. The fire raged in his eyes as he looked at her.
"What have you done?" He accused, his mind sending him flashing between memory and reality.
The large grey man stared down at the gentle waves in front of him in speculation, knowing that the water would be frigid in this winter air. His amber eyes lifted and calculated quietly the distance from where he was standing to the shore of the small island ahead, and decided that it was worth a try.
Without a second thought, Flamesong launched himself into the freezing cold ocean water. He swam with full, strong strokes against the current of waves. His silver fur rayed out around him like a halo, highlighting his path. When the large grey man finally reached the shoreline, his neck and legs were exhausted. He shook out his pelt and lookdd around the already warmer island. He could hear wildlife already, and then
Squeeeeeeee! Squee squeeeeeeechgh...
The squealing of a dying animal rang in his ears, and he smelled blood hanging heavily on the breeze. His mind flashed, blackening his vision and turning his thoughts dark. Suddenly he was bounding through the forest towards sounds of bloodshed, pups squealing, mothers howling, his loved ones nowhere to be found. And the vision of a crumpled heap of mangled, bloodied orange fur, arriving just too late to save her...
Flamesong shook his head violently, anger filling his amber eyes and vengeance ringing through his ears. He took off running inland towards the horrifying sound, hoping to find the culprit. He followed the sharp tangy scent of blood and nearly crashed into a female canine, licking blood off of her jowls and standing over a mangled carcass. The fire raged in his eyes as he looked at her.
"What have you done?" He accused, his mind sending him flashing between memory and reality.
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