10-15-2009, 06:13 PM
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A flash of silver caught his eye, and Gabriel found his mother approaching. Her body language told him that she was aware she had done something wrong, but it was unnatural for him to see her in such a way. For one moment, he hesitated. That moment passed as the righteous fury came boiling up from his chest. “What the fuck were you thinking?” He barked, advancing on the older woman. Even though Gabriel outweighed Kaena, he had no intention to strike her. That was something that he had never done. “Samael is sick! He’s fucked in the head!” The tension coursed through his body. All along the line of Gabriel’s spine his fur was on end, and his entire body was displaying dominance—head and tail high, ears raised to a point. Despite this, he did not touch her. They were close enough he could feel her breath, but he did not move beyond that. Certainly, even if she did not understand that subtle slap, he would. |