Post by takar on Dec 9, 2009 17:13:57 GMT -7
Takar ran through the pitch black forest, blood pumping through his veins. His howl, breaking the dead silence of the night was blood thirsty and violent. He wanted a fight, he wanted to kill... no he needed to kill. Whether it be prey or another wolf that crossed his path, nothing would be left unbroken. The madness over took his mind, enveloped his body and broke loose. Fur stood on end, ears back and fangs barred.
The crows and ravens in the trees broke cover, flying for safer territory; this night was not a safe night. Even the cocky, self serving vermin with wings could sense that. A rabbit huddles in its burrow hoping that the wolf’s sharp nose wouldn't detect it. The rabbit was lucky tonight, for Takar was looking for something bigger, something more vicious he could prove his strength and dominance against.
The crows and ravens in the trees broke cover, flying for safer territory; this night was not a safe night. Even the cocky, self serving vermin with wings could sense that. A rabbit huddles in its burrow hoping that the wolf’s sharp nose wouldn't detect it. The rabbit was lucky tonight, for Takar was looking for something bigger, something more vicious he could prove his strength and dominance against.