Revelations...

Dec 9th, 2009 08:39 PM

She tossed and turned in her bed. This was the third night with nightmares. Visions of Dogs and wolves. Of monsters hunting demons. This night the nightmare was particularly bad. Instead of being on the outside looking in she was one of the monsters. She ran with them, stalking and killing deer, elk and even people. There were glowing orbs of light following her as she ran. She growled and barked at them but still they didn't listen.

She woke up wet and cold. Odd? she thought she was warm and cold at the same time. Someone had covered her with a thick fur blanket... "But that would mean..." She sat up straight, or tried to. She looked around and saw that she was outside. Laying on a river bank. She stepped her front paws up the embankment... "Front Paws!?"

It hit her then, a wave of anxiety came over her, and then a realization. Then she saw the spirits. Glowing bodies of light and shadow. Like paper lanterns floating in the air. It was then she realized that it wasn't all a myth. That the story was true. She let out a Mournful Howl into the night air. She was one of them... One of what haunted her and hunted her...

Dec 9th, 2009 09:05 PM

Nicholas and Rain were out and about just riding on his motorcycle wondering why they couldn't get a hold of two of their packmates. Their thoughts were interrupted by a mournful howl. Nick quickly stops his bike and turns around heading in the direction of the howl.

Stopping his bike a safe distance away, Nick slowly removes his helmet and approaches the new wolf keeping himself between her and his packmate Rain.

Dec 9th, 2009 09:09 PM

Dana also gets off the motorcycle and follows Nick as he approaches the new wolf.

**ParanoidAndroid** · Dec 9th, 2009 09:15 PM

The crescent moon shines on the new wolf, seeming to pierce through the clouds with brightness. The motes in her eyes, the specks of light, fade quickly from her vision, as quickly as they appeared.

The night seems awfully quiet to the she-wolf. Even the sounds of traffic, which should be omnipresent, are faded away as though in the back of her head. Smells, however, more than make up. Her nose is assaulted with scents she's never smelled, or at least, never smelled this hard.

The wolf's instincts reassert themselves after letting the woman take stock of her situation. The instinct, the urge, is overwhelming : Howl. Howl. Run.

Moon is Crescent. Current shape is Uhran.

OOC

Dec 9th, 2009 09:40 PM

She Lets out another long Mournful Howl and runs out through the night. She runs through the night swiftly, as she runs she smells the presence of something at first she cannot identify. As she runs she sees off in the distance two people, they smell... like family. Like they are familiar some how. Her senses flair as she veers away from them following her instincts to flee, to run. Get away from the others. No safety here, no pack, no family. They are not them, they are what haunt you.

Dec 9th, 2009 09:52 PM

OOC

"It's alright little one. We are here to help." Nick shouts at the fleeing wolf.

"Shit, she's running Rain. We better change and get after her." Nick says before shifting to Urhan and picking up the chase.

**ParanoidAndroid** · Dec 9th, 2009 10:05 PM

Current location is riverbank, roughly halfway between Grant and Stanford Park. Howler territory.

The sound of traffic rushes back into the She-wolf's ears, along with the voice close behind her. The human part of her is there, a spectator to what is happening, flooded in the wolf. For a few seconds, however (or maybe it's an eternity, it's impossible to tell), she doesn't feel the ground beneath her feet. It's there, but it feels different. Grainy, parched, uneven. Where her foot feels the grond, it still has to fall an inch, or is already on the ground for a fraction of a second. The effect is disorienting, to say the least.

At the same time, the wind through her fur seemingly stops, though she can still see she is making progress. She is clearly still running, but if there is wind, it's not registering on her fur and skin. The wolf seemingly does not understand, panics. The human can do little but go along for the ride.

Away for roughly 24 hours. Please try to keep it to 2-3 posts per character until I get back. Thanks.

Dec 9th, 2009 10:20 PM

She continues her run, a tunnel is ahead of her. She leaps into the tunnel and hunkers for a minute. She feels her surroundings. A tube. A perfect circle, a culvert her brain says. Her predator brain though... it says something completely different. It says danger, it says run it says humans are here and they will hunt and take her. This tube is a trap and where there are traps there is fire. She darts out of the culvert and runs up a rocky hill. The rocks dig and scratch at the pads on her feet as she climbs. Once on top of the hill she looks out over the quarry to see if any of the hunters are following her. To see if they bring there fire and guns. She Lets out another long Howl as if calling out to a lost loved one. The Crescent moon shines behind her.

Dec 9th, 2009 10:34 PM

Nick paces up to the foot of the rocky hill. He pauses listening to the sorrowful howl of the stranger. He then answers back with a somber howl of his own.

**Donan** · Dec 10th, 2009 01:53 AM

James is walking nearby, wrapped in his own thoughts, when the howls echo around him and he snaps out of his reverie and glances around to pinpoint it. He ignores the people around him looking around in confusion and alarm and quickly leaves the main, busy streets, finding a darkened area and changing down to Urhan. With that done he lopes off in the direction of the howls, as he runs he sends up another howl, this one an answer to the mournful howls, one intended to be comforting. He stops as he reaches the quarry and sees one wolf being chased by two others. He growls and takes off, trying to reach them.

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