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Gabriel de le Poer · 01-29-2010, 04:46 PM

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The world was washed away in the thick smell of blood, something that flooded Gabriel’s senses and made his head spin. He could sense nothing outside of this, only that the ground under his feet was now heavy, and it was not simply pulling him down, but pulsing like a heartbeat. Gabriel remained still only long enough to pinpoint the source of the growing distress, and follow it. Fleet footed like a hunting cat, the coy-wolf moved his frame without any real direction in mind. This world was dark, and unfamiliar, and not his own. All along the length of his spine his fur raised, but it was not until that scent crept in over the blood that he understood why. Of all the demons to be in this unwelcoming place, it would be Haku Soul that he found.

Had he been thinking, he would have fought him as a Secui, knowing that his opponent was predictable, and would not be without that strength. But Gabriel’s mind was torn asunder by the scent of the blood and the fire that had caught between his eyes and filled his head with a buzzing, horrible sound. He was aware of himself, though, and this was the most dangerous thing of all. Had he not been, he might not have considered doing anything more then rushing headlong and tearing the beast limb from limb. Instead, like a stalking cat, the Aquila moved through the darkened forest (he did not know when it had become a forest) and sought to find his opponent and strike at him without discovery.

He found the monster with his head in a cage, reaching for a child that looked remarkably familiar. NOW, a familiar urge screamed, and Gabriel obeyed. He rushed forward and threw his weight, all one hundred and fifty pounds of coy-wolf into the beast, teeth seeking anything they could grab, intent on doing as he had done before and ripping the belly out of his monstrous opponent.

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