The Howl echoes through the local area, causing dogs to bark and cats to screech before fleeing.
Another howl answers back, it is full of heartbreaking sadness and pain, it is much queiter than yours.
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The Howl echoes through the local area, causing dogs to bark and cats to screech before fleeing.
Another howl answers back, it is full of heartbreaking sadness and pain, it is much queiter than yours.
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[color=#3399FF]Damn, that felt so good, Vincent thinks, before he hears a howl in the night. Such a strange sound, the howl of a wolf. Must have heard my shout of frustration. Another, darker thought then enters his mind.
What if it was replying?
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The squirrel has jumped the tree and is running away now, but you can easily catch it.
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As the squirrel bounds off, Vincent grins a predator's grin and gives chase, moving faster than ever before in his life.
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(Urhan)
While running along the 15th St. tur line, Matthew hears a howl pierce the night. He immediately breaks off and begins running in the general direction of the source, hoping to find it before something else does.
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Vincent snatches up the squirrel and shreds it in his teeth. He flings the carcass on the ground and shoves his nose in, ripping and shredding the innards out. Matthew spots Vincent in Urhsul form.
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Matthew sighs. Few other than a nuzusul would take that form so openly. He briefly turns his gaze skyward. Luna calls to him, and he draws strength from that call, ready to bring this pup into the fold.
He approaches cautiously, unsure how the nuzusul will react to his presence.
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(Urhan)
Shadow Tongue waits patiently for the inner-city raccoon to move out into the open. The beast is currently riffling through spilled garbage. It pokes at at bag until it rips. Soon Shadow's patience is rewarded and the tubby prey wonders toward the back of the ally, a half eaten cheese burger in its maw.
Shadow coils for the leap, but hears a bloodcurdling Howl that could only come from the release of pent up rage. Somewhere a Werewolf was born. The howl startles the raccoon. It drops its meal and scampers away as fast as its stubby feet can carry it. Shadow ignores his own lost meal. That Howl was close.
He stealths his way in the direction of a nearby park. From afar he spots one wolf in Urshal ripping apart something small and another in Urhan like himself heading toward it.
Andrew isn't sure what to do. He moves along a row of bushes toward the two, breaking stick and russtling leaves to announce his presence.
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The blood drips from Vincent's muzzle as he turns his attention on the wolf approaching, something stirring inside; Fight or flight?
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Hearing the other wolf approach, Matthew turns slightly, trying to place the nuzusul between the two of them.
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