03-30-2011, 09:44 PM
He jumped, similar to a deer hearing a noise. Just as he recognized Shaw heading towards him he had no chance. He got jumped upon, thudding to the ground. The back of his head smacked against something hard. A rock or a thick stick, he wasn’t sure but he was a little dazed and the pain shot through him. An audible umph escaped him. He was able to re-focus his eyes back towards the large wolf on top of him.
Argul wasn’t stupid; he knew when he was outmatched. But he didn’t think Shaw had all the upper hands that he believed her had. Sure Shaw was stronger, tougher and had rage pumping through him. Argul, though, had age and the wisdom and knowledge that that brings. On top of that, Argul assumed he was smarter, anyhow. Look at what he has done, without getting caught. He was curious to the fact how Shaw knew, and by the looks of it there was no reason to act his way out of this. He was able to finally remove his friendly mask when confronting Shaw. It felt like a relief to Argul, a huge burden off of his shoulders. He believed in the saying to keep your friends close but your enemies closer. It always seemed to work, too. He hated Shaw so much, now, that it was hard for him to keep up the act and game. Now he didn’t have to act like he was a friend to this wolf he loathed.
His expressions were no longer friendly towards Shaw. His face looked to visibly change in front of Shaw’s eyes. Argul’s visage and demeanor showing the extreme malevolence towards him; Argul’s eyes gleamed with wickedness and hate, his muscles in his face tightened…and then he smiled. Not a friendly smile but a smile that was sure to strike at the heart of the one pinning him. It was the smile of one who had won a great victory over and enemy.
”Correction, you killed them. The deaths, the blood they all stain your fur. I am simply a tool in this. You caused it.” His voice was that of bile, very acidic rotten bile. He aimed his words at Shaw, like it was another dagger to be put into Shaw’s back. Even in this current state he held nothing back. He would play words games with him first, and then give him some details to enrage him. It was part of his plan. He hoped, yet had faith in himself, that he was able to do this right and not misjudge anything.
Argul wasn’t stupid; he knew when he was outmatched. But he didn’t think Shaw had all the upper hands that he believed her had. Sure Shaw was stronger, tougher and had rage pumping through him. Argul, though, had age and the wisdom and knowledge that that brings. On top of that, Argul assumed he was smarter, anyhow. Look at what he has done, without getting caught. He was curious to the fact how Shaw knew, and by the looks of it there was no reason to act his way out of this. He was able to finally remove his friendly mask when confronting Shaw. It felt like a relief to Argul, a huge burden off of his shoulders. He believed in the saying to keep your friends close but your enemies closer. It always seemed to work, too. He hated Shaw so much, now, that it was hard for him to keep up the act and game. Now he didn’t have to act like he was a friend to this wolf he loathed.
His expressions were no longer friendly towards Shaw. His face looked to visibly change in front of Shaw’s eyes. Argul’s visage and demeanor showing the extreme malevolence towards him; Argul’s eyes gleamed with wickedness and hate, his muscles in his face tightened…and then he smiled. Not a friendly smile but a smile that was sure to strike at the heart of the one pinning him. It was the smile of one who had won a great victory over and enemy.
”Correction, you killed them. The deaths, the blood they all stain your fur. I am simply a tool in this. You caused it.” His voice was that of bile, very acidic rotten bile. He aimed his words at Shaw, like it was another dagger to be put into Shaw’s back. Even in this current state he held nothing back. He would play words games with him first, and then give him some details to enrage him. It was part of his plan. He hoped, yet had faith in himself, that he was able to do this right and not misjudge anything.