Caught in a Storm
05-02-2013, 08:25 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-02-2013, 08:30 PM by Domovei.)
He expected the simple taste of blood to satisfy the sudden desire that had begun to well up inside him. Perhaps it would quell the relentless beast that struggle to erupt; its claws tore at his insides, sending a snarl from his angry jaws, a sound far more vicious than expected from a creature his size. She had been following him, and the girl needed to be punished! If Newt was not around to administer justice, he would be the one to do the deed. She would be proud! Perhaps he could even drag her back to his pack, a trophy of the dirty deed he had committed. Should she be dead or alive? Did the male even have the strength to end her life? Perhaps Newt would like another companion. No, her den would be full soon, with three hungry mouths to feed, three children to tend to. Death was the only option for the girl, he decided, with a wicked grin. He felt the mud coat his paws as they struggled, moisture seeping into his thin coat as he felt himself slipping again. But somehow he caught hold of one of her hind legs, his jaws tightening around her limb. He was rewarded with a loud whine, echoing over the roar of the rain and thunder that seemed to have struck in perfect synchronicity with his attack. A flash of lightning followed, illuminating the two wolves, locked in a struggle. She struggled in his grasp, but he shook his head from side to side, attempting to bring her down again. She was early the same size as he, and so he wasn't surprised if he couldn't bring her down easily. "Maybe you'll think twice about following someone next time!" He called, tones nothing short of maniacal, his voice shrill and hysterical. |
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