06-16-2009, 10:41 AM
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Backdated to June 11th, early morning. Assuming the weather is overcast.
It had been far too long. Gabriel had been unable to find any trace of the man that had nearly killed his son, and become frustrated by such a thing. Kaena had put him on the path of revenge again. With her voice ringing in his head, with the vicious and needy demand to see blood, the Aquila had left Inferni and begun his hunt. For the past two days he had been searching for any trail, and until an hour ago, he had been without luck. Then the scent had rushed up from the earth as if it was being expunged. The air had filled his lungs and he had begun to move with a new sense of urgency.
Gabriel had not realized he was shifting forms until his scarred shoulder let out a twinge of pain. As the scent had grown more powerful the lupus form had been abandoned for the stronger, larger Secui body. He might have been a monster for the size and power his blood granted him—and despite this he was silent, walking over the pine-needles to dampen his sound. The scent became overwhelming. It became maddening. Gabriel saw the black and white wolf before him and everything else fell away. Without a sound the hybrid rushed forward, ears flat against his head, fur on end, lips pulled back in a vicious snarl, and aware of nothing but the need to kill.
It had been far too long. Gabriel had been unable to find any trace of the man that had nearly killed his son, and become frustrated by such a thing. Kaena had put him on the path of revenge again. With her voice ringing in his head, with the vicious and needy demand to see blood, the Aquila had left Inferni and begun his hunt. For the past two days he had been searching for any trail, and until an hour ago, he had been without luck. Then the scent had rushed up from the earth as if it was being expunged. The air had filled his lungs and he had begun to move with a new sense of urgency.
Gabriel had not realized he was shifting forms until his scarred shoulder let out a twinge of pain. As the scent had grown more powerful the lupus form had been abandoned for the stronger, larger Secui body. He might have been a monster for the size and power his blood granted him—and despite this he was silent, walking over the pine-needles to dampen his sound. The scent became overwhelming. It became maddening. Gabriel saw the black and white wolf before him and everything else fell away. Without a sound the hybrid rushed forward, ears flat against his head, fur on end, lips pulled back in a vicious snarl, and aware of nothing but the need to kill.