Death's Black Wings

The fog wasn’t what clouded Chade’s vision now but emotions that burned to strong to allow him to find rational. It didn’t really matter anyhow. Nothing would stop this pain until he joined Ricin where he had gone. However, revenge was needed. Ricin was a bright light that brought smiles and laughter to the world and this wolf had robbed the world of that light.

Chade’s feet were planted squarely on the ground, eyes scanning for any movement, anything to snap at. The fog seemed to shift to one side and he snapped at it, causing his teeth to clack together but, came up with only air. Standing still made himself a target so Chade leaped to the right, twisting he swiped with a paw hoping to hit flesh so that he would have a target to bite.

Think. Think. Pain, blood, Ricin’s body lay dead nearby. Chade snarled in bitter rage, ducking his head low to protect his neck, ears flat and tail out to act as a rudder to balance. “Come out and fight fair scum!” Chade didn’t want to wait, this guy could find him and get a first bite in, that was fine. If he got bit he’d know where the enemy was. “C’mon… I wanna taste your blood. I’ll drink it down and get drunk on it like a fine wine. Coward, don’t hide”

"Chade"