06-13-2009, 09:51 PM
!!! Also: holyshit, Heath is a maaaaasochist. Aww. 
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For the amount of damage the child had done, the wounds felt superficial. They were meaningless in light of the other sorts of wounds he had received, and luckily, did not restrict his movements as much as they could. He felt pain shoot up his legs as the boy moved, and jerked, trying to push Hybrid off of him. But Hybrid would not it come to that. He would not let the boy bring him that far. No, Hybrid would be the one doing that; it would be his release. Hybrid was the one in control. Control, control, control.[/html]
He could feel it slipping away. He tried to latch on, snarling as he moved to dig his claws in deeper, transcending superficial scratches as he held onto the boy's fur. He could feel the boy snarl, could feel the contact, but there had to be more, more. Greedy, greedy, greedy. That was meaningless. Aggravated, Hybrid shifted, scrambling with his back legs to steady him and pushing himself forward, then attempting to bite down on the boy's neck. He was so close, so close. All he had was the fur between his teeth, but that too was nothing. Useless.
And then the contact was gone. The moment Hybrid lost contact, he attacked again, this time moving even quicker. He took the momentum of his descent to the ground and used it to propel himself again, keeping his movements tight and quick as he rounded the boy, gained some distance, moved closer, closer, closer, and attacked again. He ducked low, aiming to clamp his teeth down on the child's neck. He brought his clawed paws up to rake at the boy's face -- the advantage of the Secui form, indeed -- using his powerful hind legs to ground him.