01-03-2012, 09:28 PM
((WC: 243))
As he swung the backpack at her, she stabbed at it. The rustic hued male snarled as he released the backpack, letting the torn fabric fall to the ground. Simultaneously, her outstretched claws were heading for his face. He brought up his arm, feeling her claws dig in as he snatched at her wrist with his free uninjured hand that was slick with his own blood from the wound in his hip.
Instead of the heated fury, he was calmly furious. He had stilled inside, where some part of him was detached and watching this with interest. Even as her claws bit into his arm, he could see the shadow moving behind her, it's fiery embers burning with hatred. This was punishment, he immediately understood. This was a punishment from the shadow wolves, this time for destroying one of their own.
He gritted his teeth, attempting to get the upper hand on Amy and her pet shadow wolf. He wanted to destroy her, to tear her limb from limb and burn what was left of her.
Burn.
A flash of realization. That was what he'd done wrong in D'Arte. He hadn't burned the destroyed body, so it had simply re-spawned elsewhere. You had to burn the shadow wolves to kill them fully, to keep them from simply regenerating elsewhere.
He would destroy this evil wolfess, and burn what was left of her. He would decimate the shadow wolf that lived inside of her.
As he swung the backpack at her, she stabbed at it. The rustic hued male snarled as he released the backpack, letting the torn fabric fall to the ground. Simultaneously, her outstretched claws were heading for his face. He brought up his arm, feeling her claws dig in as he snatched at her wrist with his free uninjured hand that was slick with his own blood from the wound in his hip.
Instead of the heated fury, he was calmly furious. He had stilled inside, where some part of him was detached and watching this with interest. Even as her claws bit into his arm, he could see the shadow moving behind her, it's fiery embers burning with hatred. This was punishment, he immediately understood. This was a punishment from the shadow wolves, this time for destroying one of their own.
He gritted his teeth, attempting to get the upper hand on Amy and her pet shadow wolf. He wanted to destroy her, to tear her limb from limb and burn what was left of her.
Burn.
A flash of realization. That was what he'd done wrong in D'Arte. He hadn't burned the destroyed body, so it had simply re-spawned elsewhere. You had to burn the shadow wolves to kill them fully, to keep them from simply regenerating elsewhere.
He would destroy this evil wolfess, and burn what was left of her. He would decimate the shadow wolf that lived inside of her.