[]lol dont worry I wont kill you, but you might want to run before Rayj gets hungry 😉[]
By now Rayj had been plunged into a furious rampage. The taste and smell of blood burned into her senses and told her to kill. The werewolf was her target, and although there was a girl nearby, Rayj was not willing to attack her yet.
Basil kicked her towards the tree with an incredible amount of force. She sped towards the tree, twisting her body mid air to line herself up for her next maneuver.
Rayj met the tree with all four paws, and amazingly, managed to kick off it's thick trunk and launch herself back towards Basil. Her mouth was wide open, and aimed right at his neck yet again.
[]I wonder where Himion went? o_O Now would be a good chance for you and jessie to escape []
[]lol that pretty much settles things[]
Rayj let out a sharp yelp as the object ripped through her shoulder. Although she had just been badly injured, she was powered by pure adrenaline and fury. She snarled and snapped at Basil and Jessie, squirming and trashing about, helplessly trying to reach the two and tear them to bits.
The fact that she was pinned to a tree still hadn't quite registered in her mind. The wolf continued to fight; although now she was mostly fighting herself. Eventually Basil and Jessie disappeared in the maze of the forest, leaving Rayj to herself as her tantrums continued.
Now You Welcome Me To A Town Call Hypocrisy
His eyes felt tired. As if the tears had taken the energy and life from them. He sat on his butt, staring into the nothingness of the forest around him. Shadows were parting as the moon settled, and the sun began to slowly turn the ebonite sky into a silvery streak. He watched the sky as if it was the cause of all his pain. He hated it. How could it pass him by so peacefully when he was in such turmoil? He didn't know how it could live with the guilt that he was envious of the blanket above him.
He sighed softly, letting his hair fall over his glazed eyes. It wouldn't make a difference now if he was attacked. He wouldn't transform into the monster he was. He was too lost in memories of what had happened that night. But also... of memories before that. Of happier times. Of perfect times.
The lovers swung back and forth on the swing set. Their feet dragged lightly across the sand beneath. Upon his father's estate, all seemed so peaceful and vacant. Her lips parted, smiling widely as she recalled a time when they were younger. A time when they would push each other on the swings and fight for the good one - the one in which she sat. He smiled in return, laughing with the memory. Leaning forward, his lips touched hers. It was so perfect... That one moment that they had been so in love.
He shook his head, finally clearing up the image of her flawless, beautiful face. His eyes met hers for a moment, as if the sky was mocking him with stars. He watched those optics he loved so much fade into the nothingness in which he saw. He combed his fingers through his hair, letting a tear drift down his cheek and touch his lips. She would never want him to mourn her. She would want him to smile, to be happy... He felt like he was betraying her every time he felt hope, joy, love... Was he betraying her now that he felt a bond with Asa? Was he betraying her when he willed himself to go back to her?
With these thoughts still in his mind, he was oblivious to the world around him. Trapped in a sunken depression that seemed nearly endless.
Originally posted by Bear Hug"I don't think so," Himion said. If anyones going to kill her, it won't be some stinky, stupid, mangy furred destined" He yelled trying to get Basil's attention off of rayj.
"No probelm then I wont"He ran into the dark part of the forest.He stares at rayj "well,well look what we have here"He said pulling his machete out his holster."Time to put you out of your misery"He said nervous.He looked at rayj.
A thick trail of red blood ran from Rayj's shoulder down the length of the tree. Although she had already lost a dangerous amount of blood, she was still thrashing about, snaping at Basil as he hefted a large mechete. If he came within her reach, she was ready to tear his hand apart, even if it ment getting slashed open in the process.