Awakrn tore up the ground he zipped along, his paws barely kissing the ground. The rabit he was after dashed madly back and forth, trying to lose him with zigzagging lines. Furry and rage fermented off the wolf, his eyes wide with pure anger. He didnt even intend on eating the creature he just wanted to kill something.

Sudden fits of rage had become quite common to the wolf. His mind lost in constant voices and wispering, anger and death. Memories, oh sweet memories. He'd torn wolves apart before, how he longed to do that again, but the rabit would make a gread start.

He continued to chase the creature down, eventualy scooping it up in his jaws and crushing it. The force was enough to cause the sickening snap of bones and sounds of tearing flesh. He shook his head violently, blood spilling on the ground as he swallowed the rabit whole.

This wasn't near enough. He wanted revenge. Revenge for his madness, his anger, his hate, and his suffering. The bitch that caused it all. The bitch that killed his mind. Eos. He name echoed in his mind. A roar ripped from his throat as he remembered the day the little bitch marched her way in, taking their home, driving him to his search for destiny.

He'd been succsessfull in his hunt for a future and brought home with him his true identity. The kinslayer, killer of kings, faller of giants! He could take her. But he didn't want her dead. He wanted her to live knowing she'd driven him mad, knowing she'd be hunted the rest of her life. That she would be attacked on sight whenever Awaken saw her from now until the end of time.

Code by Azil, image by Souleater. Do not use without permission.

(thankyou azilla!!)

Isabella had found herself a den, one large enough for others to share if they wished to give extra warmth. She had been in a situation much like this before in a sudden early snow where a den with more than one wolf was the key to survival.It took some time to find it since it had taken her a while to travel to the north. The trip was full of quick stops and meals along the way but nothing larger than a rabbit. It was worth it though, there were scents of wolves around and perhaps a den that was warm and open would attract others.

As much as she did not trust others, she felt it would be good to meet other wolves and deep down she wanted to be social again. "Maybe..." She thought as she curled up looking even more like a fox as she hid her face under her tail. Just when her mind was trailing off to think of being among others a distant roar got her attention.

Her head shot up instantly and she was soon out of the den and going in the direction of the roar. She moved swiftly as if dancing when she ran as her icy blue eyes were on the lookout for anything that could have gave the noise. Her leathery nose twitched and her ears were up as they always were but now they were swivivligng. Her tail was already up high in case she needed to be threatening or at least look strong.

It wasn't long before the smell of fresh blood and a wolf had came to her. "Whoever you are, I must find if a threat lives too close to this den for comfort." She thought turning and following the scent. Soon she saw a massive black and gray wolf in the distance, a male by the scent. Standing far enough away to be safe for the moment yet close enough to be seen she stood with her head high, her eyes on the male and her tail up but not moving behind her. She did not wish to speak but did not want to seem like a threat so she let out a soft noise, a mix of a growl and a bark just to let the other know of her presence.