Shadow didn't react when Amy touched his shoulder or even at her words, He was caught in a nightmare and a dream all at the same time. Before he took the lives of the pups he had seen a father that truly loved him and wanted a batter life than the one he had now and then on the other hand he had just killed pups in order to save what good there was left within Amy. For as long as Shadow could remember he had been a giving, kind, gentle soul with the skills and abilities of a perfect hunter and killer.
Two halves of the same coin, it seemed as though that old saying held more weight than he had thought. We was a monster with a heart, a killer with conscience and a cold blooded demon with values. His actions helped others but hurt him, killed others but saved lives. So this is what his father was trying to teach him....Killing is easy, being burdened with the sin, not so much.
Shadow looked at her and without saying or doing anything, his eyes spoke for him. His eyes said that he was thankful that she was free of this decision, but his eyes told of so much more darker things. Shadow moved away from her and looked to a blank area of the snow and then he looked again to the small graves he had made and he growled lightly as he turned his head towards the horizon and bolted faster than ever. As he ran he came to a rock formation and he jumped up it and once at it's top he hurled himself as far out and as high as he could go and he shifted in the air to his Secui form.
When he landed he no longer had a aura of peace and kindness around him. Hadley had seen an aura of a demon within shadow, Oh how wrong he was then, if Hadley had seen Shadow now he would have run or died. Shadow howled to the world and cursed it and then he ran in an unknown direction and moved as fast as he could, He would pass cats, small animals and even bears and they wouldn't even have a chance to attack him due to how fast and angry he was moving.
Shadow needed to be alone, away from everything and everyone. He was at war with himself and at any moment he might snap and take his anger out on any animal or being that crossed him. He would run until the scents of all animals were gone and he was truly alone before he would ever think of stopping. Shadow needed everyone and no one. He was now as his Name suggested, a shadow with fangs.
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