Run me down

Soldier?s eyes reflected how he felt almost always back when he was a pup, however those times had come to pass. He was a stone cold, lean machine devil man and no one would stand between him and the devil he made deals with. Soon his soul would be at stake, but he was ready for it. The ivory pelt the man sported was all mangy and dirty, he didn?t care much for his appearance, it was something others cared about and so he in turn was never allowed to care. His amber eyes gazed around? wherever he was. He hadn?t the slightest idea how he had gotten to the thicket he was crammed into.


While the man did prefer solitude, the fact that he was cramped into a small and unconfined space made him long for company. Only so he could take his rage out on the wolf near him. But alas, a stock of bodies to tear open seemed scarce. Nevertheless, he would have to improvise, because storing anger was never a good thing for him to do. His brown face was chiseled into an angered expression. His brow furrowed and the side of his mouth drawn back into a scornful expression. He wanted out, he had to get out.


A hiss and his nose crunched up, his eyes wide, it all showed that he didn?t like his situation. He tried to creep to an exit to the horror that he stood in. Sure he wasn?t completely confined, he had room to walk and stretch, but it was still too small for his liking. He made his way out of the thicket and stood kind of close to the pack borders, a pack borders. He didn?t really care that he was near them either, he was just glad to be out of the house of horror that his large body hated. He let out a small yawn, he was tired of everything. The constant tag game that he played with the world was a tiring thing. ?Damned forest can go rot in hell? no, that?s where I?ll be, it can get burned to the ground in wherever else there is to go.? The devil man sneered to himself in a whisper.


He was still pissed off, but he managed to calm himself more. He thought, perhaps he should cross through the pack territory to get up north faster, he preferred cold over warm. However, the likelihood he would run into more than one pack member was an outstanding odd. So instead, he decided to hug close to the territory to get to the northern border, than continue up from there. It seemed like an alright plan to him. The pack could deal with it. Someday, his pride was going to be his downfall.