08-05-2008, 10:54 PM
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I don't know who all is joining, so I'll PM Firefly or Haku's account when we are ready.
indent It had been a quiet evening; Gabriel and Anselm had been relaxing and discussing the strange, coyote led pack to their south. Two of their newer members had taken up the borders, leaving the leaders to spend one night off, for the first time in what felt like forever. That was right up until Abraxas came bursting into the cave, eyes wide and hair all on end. Wolves! Five of them—led by a brown male, at the southeast border. Instantly, the two cousins were on their feet. Anselm barked an order at the fox and Gabriel hurriedly made the change to his secui form. Over four feet tall, like a small bear, Gabriel was a beast consumed.
indent He moved with holy purpose, hair rising in a red-black flame all along his back. The speed was remarkable, but Anselm never left his side. Blood overwhelmed his senses and he realized that they had struck first. Wonderful. This would leave no questions about who had started this idiotic skirmish. Like thunder over the plains, Gabriel rushed forward, a whirlwind of muscle and fur, and slammed into Haku. His fangs were flashing as he struck, aiming for the face, the chest, anything. He’d kill the demon where he stood if that was what it took.
indent It had been a quiet evening; Gabriel and Anselm had been relaxing and discussing the strange, coyote led pack to their south. Two of their newer members had taken up the borders, leaving the leaders to spend one night off, for the first time in what felt like forever. That was right up until Abraxas came bursting into the cave, eyes wide and hair all on end. Wolves! Five of them—led by a brown male, at the southeast border. Instantly, the two cousins were on their feet. Anselm barked an order at the fox and Gabriel hurriedly made the change to his secui form. Over four feet tall, like a small bear, Gabriel was a beast consumed.
indent He moved with holy purpose, hair rising in a red-black flame all along his back. The speed was remarkable, but Anselm never left his side. Blood overwhelmed his senses and he realized that they had struck first. Wonderful. This would leave no questions about who had started this idiotic skirmish. Like thunder over the plains, Gabriel rushed forward, a whirlwind of muscle and fur, and slammed into Haku. His fangs were flashing as he struck, aiming for the face, the chest, anything. He’d kill the demon where he stood if that was what it took.