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Larien Black Soul
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|  | Midnight Snack.. « Thread Started on Sept 17, 2005, 4:36pm » | |
{We don't have enough Lycans on this site. So I'm bringing back an older character. }
The forest was silent... For the most part. Until the shrill screams of a young child could be heard. Branches snapping and low-lieing limbs cutting flesh as the child ran through the woods. An eerie howl let out after a moment and the heavy breath of a following predator could be heard.
"No! ...Please! ....Leave me.... Alone!" the girl screamed out breathlessly as she ran through the woods. Until one false foot placement sent her to the ground with a sickening thud.
Taking a mere few seconds before a massive, shaggy white wolf pounced upon the fallen figure. Sinking its thick canines into the neck that was soon accompianied by a sudden jerk of its head. Ultimatly sending a spine tingling snap throughout the woods as the child's neck broke in two.
Powdery white fur quickly covered in blood as the wolf feasted upon its meal. Soon, though, something brought its attention away. Panting softly the beast rose it's head, ears perked and erect as it's icy blue gaze flickered throughout the woods about it. A massive paw stepped over the corpse in a defensive posture as it claimed its meal. Awaiting that strange aura to show itself...
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Nathanl Haurst Junior Member
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Joined: Aug 2005 Gender: Male  Posts: 58 Location: somewhere in this realm
|  | Re: Midnight Snack.. « Reply #1 on Sept 19, 2005, 8:39am » | |
Nathanl stepped softly from between several trees that stood nearby. The full moon filtered through the trees, the light causing his skin to be contrasted to his black clothing. Crystal blue eyes took in the scene as he crouched, close enough to smell the spilled blood, but far enough away to act if needed..
He shook his head. "Such a waste." His voice was bearly audible, even on this clear night
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