05-13-2009, 12:57 PM
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There it was; that shift in the wolf before him that turned him from a person to a thing. Gabriel no longer considered that Jefferson had come to him with a cool head and even temper, and that they had even shared a laugh or two. He no longer considered that the cyclops was crippled and could have been outrun by most anyone. All he heard was the threat, and he perceived this as he had all threats.
What control he had over his face broke. His lips pulled back and his eyes went wild. The fur along his body stood on end and his tail went brush-bottle. “Don’t you fucking threaten my family,” he snarled, and felt his muscles tense. There was an electrical current rushing through him, one which intended to find its way out of his bones.
What control he had over his face broke. His lips pulled back and his eyes went wild. The fur along his body stood on end and his tail went brush-bottle. “Don’t you fucking threaten my family,” he snarled, and felt his muscles tense. There was an electrical current rushing through him, one which intended to find its way out of his bones.