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May 7, 2006 10:27:20 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 7, 2006 10:27:20 GMT -5
The horse's move was a good one, running forward, out from under the wolf's claws and kicking back toward him. Having been in the air, there was nowhere for the werewolf to dodge so both hooves caught him dead in the side of his rib cage, sending his body tumbling off to the side roughly. He bounced three or four times before finally coming to stop at the end of a good 30 ft slide. A hit like that would've killed any mortal animal, but it merely left the wolf on his side, his chest heaving for a few moments before his chest seemed to get everything under control...
The wolf lay there a few more minutes, his light blue gaze seemed fogged out and dazed. But after a little bit of a breather, he managed to haul himself to his feet slowly, stumbling a bit in the process and panting. That had been one hell of a hit... But the werewolf was stubborn. The horse will feel his rage if it is the last thing he'll ever do. That's what made werewolves different from every other creature, they're angry. The rage, the pain, no one else feels it but them... and this particular wolf had more anger than he knew what to deal with. And he would make others feel it too, because it was them, humans, that made it so...
Barring his teeth threateningly, the werewolf turned slowly to face his opponents, bloody saliva dripping from his fangs slowly. But it was his own blood that tinged the liquid crimson... no one else's...
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May 7, 2006 15:38:33 GMT -5
Post by Hidden Beauty on May 7, 2006 15:38:33 GMT -5
The horse stared at the werewolf ntil he got up, her eyes ful of fear and anger. She looked up at the moon hoping the sunn would rise soon. Lindy spoke, her poetic vioce filling the air. "Please sun rise soon, dont let us die" she spoke softly, but the words rang out. The horses's hoofs moved through the air, threatning the wolf to lay off. She too was stubborn, and hated to lose. Her nostrals flared as she dared the wolf to take a step closer, she too needed blood to calm her.
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May 8, 2006 17:03:49 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 8, 2006 17:03:49 GMT -5
Calling the horse's bluff in a true cocky-wolf sort of fashion, the beast growled abruptly, spitting off to one side as a human might before charging the herbivore head one. No horse was going to best a 500-pound werewolf. The charge started out like all the others, the wolf moving swiftly on all fours like the most graceful of wolves. As he neared his target however, his stride shifted to two limbs, his arms now free for slicing and tearing, long black claws aimed for the animal's neck. Sensitive muscles tensed, pulling the right forelimb back in preparation for a powerful strike. Undead blue gaze focused evilly on the animal's flesh, the glint in them calling for violence, for gore, seeming to almost draw the blood pulsing under the skin of the animal out from its hiding place...
As his form neared its target, the wolf gave a sudden side leap off to his left, the horse's right in an attempt to dodge any assault the animal might have against him. He landed nimbly on his hind legs, heavy paws providing good leverage when he kicked off again. A second leap was made, claws extended and a roar in his chest. His target now seemed to be the horse's side but the wolfen had figured out that this animal was too clever for that. With the approaching sunrise, his primitive mind was beginning to fade, his true human rationality showing through in his strategic planning of attack. That was not a good thing for the horse...
Instead of attacking the horse's side, the wolf leapt over it, landing on the opposite side on all fours and whirling immediately to his right, fangs bared and jaws opened wide. The attack was quick, his fangs aimed for the horse's hopefully exposed neck and nimble body twisting about with almost cat-like percision...
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May 8, 2006 17:46:47 GMT -5
Post by Hidden Beauty on May 8, 2006 17:46:47 GMT -5
She was smart, and figured out that the wolf was smarter, she snorted and bucked out again, when the wolf struck at her neck, she fell....her exposed neck was torn a bit, but thankfully she had very tough skin. The horse gave a long mornufull cry, almost like if it were dying. She screeched, but it was low, and the sound not one human could hear. The dog and the 6 headed creature shoo their heads, and howled, for it was too much for them to handle. The horse watched for the wolf to make a move, she had a plan, for she too was good at planning thing like this...she waited, as if she were in pain....so she could make her attack.
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May 9, 2006 5:54:49 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 9, 2006 5:54:49 GMT -5
The strikes was clean but not as precise as the predator had wanted. His fangs merely grazed the animal, leaving quite a good gash in her neck but certainly nothing bad enough to hinder her movements. However, with the approaching sunrise and the slowly returning sense of rationality came the crippling attention deficit disorder. As one might guess, ADD made it hard for him to concentrate, made it impossible to not mistakes before they happened, and, worst yet, made him over-look details. So, to him the horse was defeated. Even if she wasn't, it would take her some time to get back up. Horses were not very quick at such movements, their legs having to fold under them and then unfold out again. The beast would hear her long before she finally reached an attack position...
So instead he faced the rest of the group, looking them over with his undead gaze, his teeth barred once again...
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May 9, 2006 19:27:23 GMT -5
Post by Hidden Beauty on May 9, 2006 19:27:23 GMT -5
The horse, struggled to get up, her hind legs went under her, then her front went under her, it took her some time to lift herself up. But she did, and she was dizzy from it. This left her volnerable (bad spelling) The 6 headed creature dared the wolf to come near her, "come on Wolf boy" she said in a sarcastic voice just to taunt him, buying time for the horse to get back down to earth
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May 9, 2006 20:16:07 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 9, 2006 20:16:07 GMT -5
Ignoring the horse completely, even though he could sense her strength returning, the werewolf growled a threatening warning to the strange six-headed creature, his teeth still bared dangerously. One head or six, he didn't give a damn. He was a werewolf, a mindless killing machine... and he would do just that. Just meant there'd be more skulls he'd have to hang from the trees... snarling once again, the horse seemingly forgotten, the beast took a few slinking creepy steps toward the group before changing to a full out, rage-driven charge, complete with mindlessly loud and dangerous roar. Someone was going down on this one, wither him or his target: the six-headed stranger...
((gah! that one was bad..))
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May 12, 2006 8:14:26 GMT -5
Post by Hidden Beauty on May 12, 2006 8:14:26 GMT -5
She growled, for she wanted him to charge at her. She met him with another charge. He had an advantage of pure hatred, but she had one of 6 heads. Her daggers pointed as she waited the wolf's next move, when she charged, she stopped letting him come to her. But behind the wolf the horse came back down to earth.....she reared and quietly trotted toward the wolf. Even though he might have been able to hear her, she still went on, not letting Tissi fight for her.
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May 13, 2006 13:52:39 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 13, 2006 13:52:39 GMT -5
The wolf ignored the horse behind him, his eyes focused soley on the strange canine in front of him. Teeth bared and fur bristling, he growled loudly, the long sound turning into a staggered grunt as he raced forward. Heavy paws churned up the dirt upon the forrest floor, pointed ears laid back and long bushy tail waving threateningly. Undead gaze reflected the dying moonlight, seeming more like mirrors than anything else, focused only on the six-headed beast in his attack path. As the lycan neared his target swiftly, he made a short but high leap, aiming to come down on the creature with a paw full of claws...
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May 13, 2006 14:05:11 GMT -5
Post by Hidden Beauty on May 13, 2006 14:05:11 GMT -5
Tisiphone growled just about to counter atack, when the horse jumped out at the wolf, aiming for the back. Tisiphone looked at them, and backed up aiting to attack the wolf, also wathig the sky waiting for the sunrse.
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May 13, 2006 14:31:49 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 13, 2006 14:31:49 GMT -5
The wolf was coming down fast, his jaws wide and a roar in his chest. Only inches from his target however, everything seemed to stop suddenly. It was as if someone had unplugged him or something. There was no sound, no pain, only sight as the horse's abrupt kick to the spine sent him tumbling across the forrest floor. The lycan landed what had to be twenty feet away from where he'd originally been hit, his body skidding across the ground limply before coming to a gentle stop. There was still no sound... no feeling... and the wolf was now laying on his back, blue gaze wide and staring up at the lightened sky blankly... the moonless sky...
Everything seemed to sink slowly back into the lycan's conciousness. Slowly, he began to hear again. A slight ringing sang in his pointed ears, the sound of the morning breeze and even a few bird who dared to fly overhead. His sense of feeling came back with a little more force thanks to the sunrise. As abruptly as it's left, the wolfen could suddenly feel muscles shifting beneath his skin like little creatures squirming around under his flesh. He could feel bones popping, breaking and healing over and over again. No, his sense of feeling was a little less than pleasent...
Roaring in pure agony, the beast rolled over in his spot on the ground, kicking and reaching and tearing at nothing in particular. The change progressed slowly, the werewolf clawing at his skin like a veracious animal, shortening cloaws peeling up his flesh and fur to reveal smooth human skin beneath. Dark chocolate fur seemed to just melt off of the squirming, whining form until a very normal looking human boy lay amongst the shed pelt as if he'd been sleeping there all along. Onbviously, he hadn't been but he might as well have been...
Finally, finsihed with the painful ordeal, the teenager rolled back onto his back amongst the shavings of his old skin, panting deeply and sweating...
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May 13, 2006 21:34:37 GMT -5
Post by hidden beauty but yeah on May 13, 2006 21:34:37 GMT -5
Lindy watched horrified, the 6 headed creature growled threatningly. The horse whinnied, wondering if the wolf would ever track her down. A rock was behind Lindy's delicate body, her blonde hair in her face as she loked at the teenager. Her jeans were torn up, her shirt slightly torn over her belly button. She was breathing heavy, as the blood sprinkled down from her cheek.
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May 13, 2006 22:03:40 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 13, 2006 22:03:40 GMT -5
For a moment, the werewolf simply lay there in the soft remence of what he once was, sweat dripping down his sides and soaking what remained of his pants, which was just enough to cover himself. Over his shoulders hung what remained of his jacket, which was only the upper portion of the sleeves and the collar, broken at the back. Had he been able to think straight at that moment, he would've laughed at the irony. He had forgotten that night was the full moon and would've worn his favorite trench coat had his hellhound not been sleeping on it. Pestilence had saved his favorite coat yet again...
The sound of the horse's whinny brought the boy out of his stupified state abruptly. The full moon! He'd probably killed someone and their body was out there right now. If he was discovered here, he'd be killed for sure. Though not a coward, the lycan wasn't too keen on dying at the moment. So, he made an attempt to roll onto his feet and run, but somewhere in there, a sharp crippling pain shot up his body from the sall of his back, nullifying all his senses and forcing him back to the ground. He had no honest idea why his back hurt... but was also in no position to ask questions either. Trying again, the teen got to his knees this time before his back made him crumble again... Okay... This was not working...
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May 14, 2006 13:45:07 GMT -5
Post by Hidden Beauty on May 14, 2006 13:45:07 GMT -5
Lindy watched the boy struggle, her pitty got the best of her, for even if he would have killed, she woul help him "Do you need help?" she asked, her song like voice filled the air, she gave a faint smile to the boy, as she stuck her hand out. Her leand body stood over him for the moment, "I am Lindy" she said, her kindness was in full mode right now. Her black shirt, made her eyes look lighter than they, she didnt know why but when she wore black, her eyes became lighter than normal. She waited for the response of the boy, still her hand was near him, so she could help him.
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May 14, 2006 14:09:58 GMT -5
Post by Haruka on May 14, 2006 14:09:58 GMT -5
The werewolf lay on his back once again, his ice blue optics closed. What the hell had he done? Jumped off the Empire State Building? But, much to his dissatisfaction, he would never know what he'd done last night... at least, not all of it. To his current knowledge, there was no way for him to find out what he'd done to his back to make it hurt like this but, at the moment, he didn't really care. Blinking one eye open wearily, he glanced upon the form of a girl... Someone he'd obviously tried to kill no doubt. But rather than take her hand, he waved it off in his typical arrogant manner...
"Nah... I'm... I'm okay.... Just.... give me a.... minute...."
He managed between gasps. Obviously, he was not okay but he was also that kind of guy, the one who refuses to ask for directions and does everything his own way. So, despite the obvious pain he was in, the lycan tried to get up once again, rolling onto his stomach and pushing his knees up underneath him. He had to pause there for a second, standing on his hands and knees, catching his breath... and taking the time to respond to the girl again....
"Lucus..."
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