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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 1:32:36 GMT -5
Mythen was driven, he knew he had to wait for the 'Wolf to attack before he could keep her at bay. Markel and Akishta sat silently, as Akishta had awakened and knew fully she must stay in the dark and in peace.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 1:35:51 GMT -5
The vampire wasn't coming any closer. Was it taking pleasure in being the one thing baring the way to the prey? She bristled, it was her prey! Angry, she bellowed out and jumped where the stench was strongest, she hit her mark.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 1:37:41 GMT -5
Mythen flung the werewolf away, then turned and faced her. "'Wolf, I indeed understand it is no use to talk you out of your meal, so I will fight." Mythen declared, lunging at the 'Wolf with great speed and grace.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 1:39:48 GMT -5
Even thrown aside, she managed to land peacefully, and preparh for any attack. The garble of gurgling noses coming from him ment nothing, she howled when he finished speaking. When he came at her, she grabbed his arm in her maw, ready to tear it off.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 1:43:16 GMT -5
Mythen was much too quick for the 'Wolf, he jerked his arm away quicker than her jaws could clamp tight enough to cause injury. With another leap, Mythen was on the werewolf's back, distracting her as he could.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 1:45:04 GMT -5
Even young in her years, she had been a werewolf almost as long as she had lived. She rolled onto her back, and wiggled, trying to squish him into the ground. Her almost human like arms allowed her to reach back and grab his shoulders.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 1:46:29 GMT -5
Mythen leapt as soon as Setana had grabbed him, as small as he was, he still managed to fling the 'Wolf over onto the ground on her back. He would anger her, being so fast, but he intended nothing more than to distract.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 1:51:34 GMT -5
The vampires stench was more than adrenaline... She was near the cave mouth, the prey scent clear. Nothing was blocking her path. She bounded into the cave which her keen eyes had barely dedectied. The over whelming stench of human enclosed on her. Saliva pooled from her mouth. The vampire could wait.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 1:53:02 GMT -5
Mythen leapt onto the lowest ceiling of the cave, with a swift jump he landed ontop of the 'Wolf, this time on the shoulders. He bit her neck, howling with rage and determination...also with a slight tinge of fear.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 1:54:33 GMT -5
When his fangs, though strangely stunted for a vampire, if long for a humans', bit into her; her muscles collapsed. She fell to the floor in a series of spasms and yelps.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 1:56:12 GMT -5
Mythen refused to release his fangs from within the 'Wolf's neck, as much as it pained him to taste blood...Wolven blood at that... he strained with all his might. All that ran through Mythen's mind was his sister and her friend.. that lovely girl that reminded him so much of his ex-lover.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 1:58:16 GMT -5
Even with his mouth over it, blood dripepd from the wound now on her. It was a sickly black color, and extremly thick. She spasmed slightly more, her reddish-gold fur seemde to dull, she stopped moving her breath was jerky. She whined softly, her eyes closed.
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:00:43 GMT -5
Mythen had no sympathy for the 'Wolf, he would keep his fangs within her neck until the sun rose if that was what had to be done. His fangs were much more dull for that of a vampire, but he had done this on his own in refusal to attack any helpless human being. Mythen of course now was in great jeapardy, but kept his fangs within the 'Wolf.
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Post by Faralishus on Jan 28, 2006 2:03:56 GMT -5
Whatever the small amount of vampire or night creature Mythen was, it was affecting her. Saliva from his mouth had entered her blood stream, attacking her body. Foam gurgled from her mouth, and her eyes glazed with pain. All her mind thought was her pack would be ashamed she died so quickly...
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Post by Judas on Jan 28, 2006 2:10:54 GMT -5
Mythen realized what his bite was causing, he quickly detatched his fangs, unwillingly of course, but he had to... to redeem his cause of punishment with the Lord. He let go of the 'Wolf's neck and flinched, wondering if she would attack.
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