<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2417135#msg2417135">Quote from: Faeylin on 05-11-2009, 09:20:10</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Antoine was in the throes of an orgasm when the growl came. He barely had a moment to raise his messy hand from his cock in protest. The creature was white...full of sharp teeth and frightening anger. It approached the boy with malicious intentions.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>A young woman screamed in the forest, and all attention went to the woods. The scream was full of terror and panic, and it drew alarm from the members of the hunting party. "Help! No, please!" came Antoine's voice from some place nearby. Frederick lifted his gun, and took several steps towards the forest's edge, attempting to discern where the noise was coming from. Marcus Dupont quickly followed suit.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><div class="floatleft">(http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/2412/antoinettelafluer.jpg)</div><strong>Antoine LaFleur,</strong>The Hunt [Marcus Dupont, Richard Dupont, Frederick Martin, Viktor Martin, Kolette de Brest, Antoine LaFleur, Alfreic Slate, Bella]<br/><br/>Antoine came running from the woods, screaming and panting as something broke through the forest behind him. The look of sheer panic on his face was trumped by the wound inflicted on his right arm. It was hard not to look at the gushing stump Antoine held against his chest. His left hand covered it at first, but when he saw the rest of the hunting party, he reached out for them, tripping to the ground as he begged for help. His right hand was completely missing, and the white bones of his lower-right arm jutted out grotesquely from the torn skin. Something had bit his hand off, and it's menacing growls came from nearby.<br/><br/>There were only flashes of white in the trees beyond, moving through the trees with preternatural speed. No one could get a good shot or view at the creature. For the moment, it seemed to be circling the hunters...appraising them. A growl here to the right, then another from behind them. The hunter who had tasted Antoine's flesh had been led back to a whole flock of sheep. Even Frederick and Marcus, who had both seen much and were comfortable with their muskets, seemed unsettled by this new threat.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>This scene is now turning into a combat, and will move to Private Thread #4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=52442.msg2436603#msg2436603). We're going to use a separate thread for each new combat.