Brigit follows without complaint. The Alpha had made his choice.
Brigit follows without complaint. The Alpha had made his choice.
Matt follows slowly and carefully, allowing the others in his pack to get ahead and between him and their quarry, figuring it's more important not to draw the boys' attention than to be close for combat....
The pack follows along with ease as the two figures push through the brush noisily. Hector's hunch soon proves to be correct as the two herd children are apparently headed toward the grisly tree.
Emily shifts back down to Hishu, watching. "What's the plan, boss?" She whispers.
"Watch. Wait. Maybe learn something. This could get complicated."
Hector responds as quietly as he can. His eyes are still fixed on the pair.
Brigit remained with the pack, her eyes pointed to their front as Hector chose to observe. The older boy seemed to be leading the younger one to the now shattered tree, torn by three of their own number.
It didn't take much of an imagination to think of why.
Still Hector tasked the pack to wait and so Brigit did. For now.
The pack follows the pair along the well worn path. It doesn't take long for the stench of blood and decay to become prominent in the air.
"Ug, what's that smell!" The small one protests, trying to wriggle free of the older boy. Tommy doesn't respond, his face screwed up in a twisted mask of determination and pain. With persistent steps they reach the clearing. A painful wailing pierces the air.
"NO!!! Ahhh,," Tommy falls to his knees, stomach heaving at the sight of the scarred tree, free of the gristly display. The much smaller boy gags audibly at the sight of the pile of animal bodies, overwhelmed by the stench. He begins to cry while his body involuntarily purges itself. Tommy is able to recover a little faster, his expression the embodiment of rage as he grabs the boy and drags him over to the tree.
"Tommy! No please stop." Is all the child is able to get out between heaves as he weakly struggles against the enraged teen. Tommy roughly half drags, half pushes the little boy to the tree, holding him in place with one hand, while he unslings the backpack with the other, one hand fishing inside. A look of pleasure/relief comes across his face as he pauses in his fishing, he pulls out a small roll of barbed wire. One of the barbs piercing deep into his hand, blood dripping on the ground.
There.
Enough.
Hector is not skilled in the lore of his kind, but he has enough to tell when something is wrong. Tommy' actions hint at Possession or Urging or something similar. He'd let Emily work it out and explain it all to him later.
Right now there is a kid in danger.
And a teen who has crossed into their world.
"End this!"
Hector unleashes the pack.
The Alpha hung back. If the kid didn't run, he'd have to protect him.
Matt immediately rushes forward, snarling loudly and threateningly baring his teeth! The huge near wolf doesn't rend the older boy apart, yet!
2 successes
The command was given.
What the pack had witnessed was abomination. Even as a part of Brigit begged her to consider otherwise, she knew what had to be done. This all needed to come to an end.
Steeling herself for the stains to come, Brigit too came for the boys. However, Brigit was not like Matt. His growl had been merciful. Brigit was not.
End this!
The words of her Alpha rang in the Once-Pure's mind.
Awakening her Gift of Strength with the power of her will, Brigit advanced with a cold anger in her eyes, which spoke easily of her course and purpose.
If the teen had enacted this corruption, so be it. If he was indeed possessed... the ends justified the means. Thus, a fist was raised and aimed to bring bloody justice against this Man who had upset the balance.
2 successes
As a Reflexive action, Brigit enacts Crushing Blow. Her unarmed attacks now deal lethal damage.