[M] Insides on the Outside

Axelle Napier · 05-29-2012, 10:23 PM

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Word Count :: 409 || Points: 3 Axelle’s mad >.< His high should begin to start winding down at this point.

Now that she knew that Kai wasn’t having the fun experience that she was, she understood his panicked expressions. Before she knew what was really going on, she found herself flying through the air and landing with a hard thump, and a SQUISH against the ground. She landed on the dead ‘spider’ some ways away. Scraping the mushed organs off of her fur, she rose to a sitting position with her knees almost to her chest. A loud growl emitted from her throat, and she realized that her high was going away. Just in time, too. Being high and angry was not good.

”What the fuck was that for?!” She said it between growls, ”You throw me to wrestle with a stupid tree branch??” The hallucinations were dying down, the spider no longer looked like one, but a fish like it actually was. The weird colors were still there, but everything was almost back to normal. But like everything else mixed with anger, it wasn’t good. Axelle slowly felt herself shifting down into Secui form. Her skirt fell away into the grass and her legs became shorter and stockier. Her body bunched up into a sturdier torso, and before she knew it she was in Secui. She glared at Kai talking to his tree branch in the water, and stepped towards him growling. Her body was still split in half, but without hair. She had normal wolf scruff, which stood on end right now with anger.

Her growling didn’t cease, and she really didn’t care what kind of issue he was going through. She didn’t know enough about him to even understand what he was talking about. All she knew was that he threw her forcefully, and she was mad and high, which made it worse and more dramatic. She couldn’t control many of her emotions at this stage, and anger was always one of them. It was such an uncontrollable emotion- one of the few. Happiness was its opposite, and lust was one that she always had trouble controlling. Her hands were just too free.

The instant the approached him, she wasn’t one hundred percent sure what she was growling about anymore. She continued growling anyway and had a slight idea that he threw her off of him- because her ass cheek hurt- and that he was going to pay for it somehow. She wasn’t sure with what yet, but she would find a way to get him back.

Art by Marilyn Manson

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