Should probably tag this m straight away.

Souls had departed and fled from their rotting corpses long ago. Whatever was left of their flesh and bones would not be allowed to rest in peace. They would all eventually dissolve and return to earth either way, but Haku wanted to bring fuel to Gabriel de le Poer’s blazing heart. Soon enough, the secui too would join the corpses lined up by the borders, but that temporary death resided in the future. Perhaps it was the doggish hybrid that would bite the dust first. The monstrous loner was not particularly concerned, for he was bringing terror to the world of the living. This was his purpose in life, and he was succeeding despite the unfortunate outcome of the war. He had hoped for them all to meet death, but this had not happened.

Decay was thick when he disturbed the resting bodies of the long deceased coyotes fallen during the war. Body parts lay scattered around the scene, and rot clung to his fur like a lover. The beast was quiet as he revelled in the death surrounding him. It reminded him of ancient, forgotten times where heads rolled daily in his glory. Once, the mortals had possessed the wits to worship him, but those beautiful memories had pretty much faded as his bodies had died and been discarded. Blue eyes found an unexpected figure entering the scene. Brown form stained with gore and rot turned fully to face approaching woman. They never turned to flee when that was the wisest option available.

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The world was still and unmoving. Slowly, the creature's jaws parted. Death was part of him. He had been born from death, tossed into a world flourishing with pulsing life only to extinguish it and turn its beauty into tragedy. To him, this was truly what was beautiful. They did not understand--did not see what he saw. They would never know the magnificent things he saw. Tayui would never again see her darling daughter with the golden eyes. So much blood had been spilled, but he could never stop--he always needed more from them. More. Yellow fangs sneered at the crazed woman. "More," the dark murmur sounded, meant for his own ears and not hers. They did not understand. Bloodied paws lined with sharp claws shifted. They did not see. His hunger would never end, but he never ceased his attempts to quench it. They did not taste. Haku Soul charged.

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Her sudden move was expected. Few had ever met him head on when both forms were in heavy motion. He could not avoid her fierce teeth, but her bold attack had consequences. The moment he registered which way she darted, he threw his hulking form in her general direction, hoping to damage her digging hold on him as well as to disturb her balance. They had fought before and faced varying end results, but the upper hand was his; granted him by age and gender. She had no doubt been glorious in her younger days, but age could not strengthen a body forever. Haku was still in his prime years, though he knew that his own body slowly was giving up on him. He would face death soon enough, but it would not be brought on by this woman. He had wanted her once, but her blood was shared by her offspring and he had found a more than willing substitute. Ultimately, it was too late for his remaining plans to be executed. He had more than enough vessels to fall back on.

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She was thrown off but refused to fall. He did not hesitate as he darted after her, fangs fully disposed as his open jaws sought to destroy her face before she could take his. His weight far outmatched hers, and naturally he used this to his advantage; tossing it against her in his attempt to force her to lose her footing. The woman he had thought to be so beautiful. As always, the promise pulsed through her blood and was not owned by her alone. No, her daughter held that same sweet insanity within her red clotted veins. He did not desire the one eyes woman any less, but she had proven to be useless to him. She would not accept him and nor would the body, though it had shivered with that carnal desire back the black night in the library when he had attempted to plant his tainted seed deep within her womb. She could not carry fruit, but the younger generation could. And he hoped, hoped that the madness could continue through the Lykoi woman dressed in black with those poison eyes.