04-07-2011, 03:52 AM
Leon saw the boy lunge forward, and charged right back, but stopped short and rolled to the right, ignoring the sweeping blade. The males feet past right by the Timbers muzzle, and Leon snapped at the Optimes back left ankle, kicking hard with his feet to give him the propulsion needed.
Death was inevitable. Pain acceptable. Surrender... Not from him. Not for a member of the Central Pack. They were the backbone. He was... A lost youth. Chasing a ghost. With no purpose in his life... He stopped his thoughts, focusing his sorrow and rage into his lunge, the blood warm on his side as agony ripped through his body. He was fading faster than he calculated. His time was almost up.
Death was inevitable. Pain acceptable. Surrender... Not from him. Not for a member of the Central Pack. They were the backbone. He was... A lost youth. Chasing a ghost. With no purpose in his life... He stopped his thoughts, focusing his sorrow and rage into his lunge, the blood warm on his side as agony ripped through his body. He was fading faster than he calculated. His time was almost up.