11-30-2008, 06:23 PM
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Table by Mel!
O I NOE. Necrophilia, srsly? SRSLY? 8| -disapproves!-
It was at the moment of contact that Hybrid realized where his extreme level of disgust came from. He tended to hate all females, wolves, and female wolves equally (unless marked for death), but for some time, he had been unable to decipher why this female angered him more than usual. She was weak; she had come to him asking for her own death. Somehow, this very action made her life worth so much less to Hybrid, and for a moment, he wondered if it would even be worth killing her.
He nearly let go at the thought. Of course not, of course not. Every death was worth it. It was, fuck, it was. (But who was he convincing now?) Hybrid growled, annoyed with himself, determined to follow through with this. No matter how little her life was worth, even to her, it was still worth taking, wasn't it? For some reason, the thought left him hollow and empty, and for some reason, this only served to fuel his anger.
He felt his teeth make contact and heard the not-so-subtle crunch as a bone gave way under pressure. Fuck, it was worth it. Fuck, fuck fuck, and she was fucking talking. He continued his barrage of attacks, stabbing and swiping at the girl with his claws, loosening his hold with his teeth only to shout, "SHUT THE FUCK UP," and continue on.
i heard they say the boy's missing
It was at the moment of contact that Hybrid realized where his extreme level of disgust came from. He tended to hate all females, wolves, and female wolves equally (unless marked for death), but for some time, he had been unable to decipher why this female angered him more than usual. She was weak; she had come to him asking for her own death. Somehow, this very action made her life worth so much less to Hybrid, and for a moment, he wondered if it would even be worth killing her.
He nearly let go at the thought. Of course not, of course not. Every death was worth it. It was, fuck, it was. (But who was he convincing now?) Hybrid growled, annoyed with himself, determined to follow through with this. No matter how little her life was worth, even to her, it was still worth taking, wasn't it? For some reason, the thought left him hollow and empty, and for some reason, this only served to fuel his anger.
He felt his teeth make contact and heard the not-so-subtle crunch as a bone gave way under pressure. Fuck, it was worth it. Fuck, fuck fuck, and she was fucking talking. He continued his barrage of attacks, stabbing and swiping at the girl with his claws, loosening his hold with his teeth only to shout, "SHUT THE FUCK UP," and continue on.