The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)
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				Title: <strong>The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 16:30:47</strong>
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				*Desdemona watched with a light smile touching her dark lips as the moon rose above her. Her dark brunette hair falling down passed her shoulders to touch the middle of her back gently shifted around her face as the wind started to blow over her skin.* <br><br>*Her dark green eyes watched the rising full moon intently as the light spread about her. Her shadow increasing in length while she dropped her arms to her sides. The dark green dress clung to her form. The dark fabric spreading from just below her neck and along her curves like a second skin until it reached her waist where it flared out to hide some of her hips. Though it clung just enough to give some hint of the curve beneath it. *<br><br>"Good evening your highness."<br><br>*She spoke aloud as she curtsied to her current and only companion.* <br><br>"I wonder what it is you have planned to throw at me this night."<br><br>*A light giggle turned dark as she curtsied once more though more firmly. As she rose her mouth parted to reveal a pair of fangs, the tips of them making indention's to her lower lip.* <br><br>*She felt the wind changed directions her dark hair blew over her face, briefly blinding her to her surroundings.&nbsp; A new scent suddenly filling the air. She breathed in deeply as a few seconds later screams filled the air.* <br><br>"Hmmm.I was not expecting a answer so soon."<br><br>*She spoke quietly seemingly to herself. She looked down on the village below. It would take some time to get there but perhaps it would be worth it. She picked up a satchel to sling over her shoulder. The satchel containing gems, small delicate dolls as well as ugly ones.*<br><br>"Perhaps the gypsy camouflage tonight. It seems they are in need of quite a bit of luck at it is.* <br><br>*She laughed loudly this time, the sound cold and if heard by any would of caused a chill down the spine and hairs to rise along the napes of their necks.* 
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				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 20:02:11</strong>
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				Hunger.&nbsp; Deep, insistent hunger, an insurmountable rage, and passionate, monstrous lust filled his mind, and it only strengthened as he looked skyward to his enslaver, the cruel, full moon.&nbsp; He tilted his head back fully, and howled a mournful, savage howl, both in tribute and complaint to his cruel, sky-borne mistress.&nbsp; He had not always been this way.&nbsp; Once, he had hunted beasts like himself.&nbsp; He had been born Darren de Lockmont, of the famous Lockmont monster hunting clan.&nbsp; Darren had been one of the most promising clansmen to be born in a century - by the time he had reached his late teens, he was already a veteran slayer of all things shadow born.&nbsp; His fame and renown had spread throughout Muldavania, and tales of his exploits had gained him fame, fortune, and the company of any number of comely lasses, eager to warm the hero's bed.&nbsp; He relished each time he had "driven the stake home" on that lot.<br><br>Things were different now.&nbsp; One month ago, he had tracked down a vicious, raving beast...a werewolf that had once been a man named Larou.&nbsp; It should have been a standard hunt, an easy kill, and another wolfhead for his wall of trophies...but Larou had been far craftier than he had anticipated.&nbsp; The werewolf lead him into a trap, a net snare designed to capture and disable the young hunter.&nbsp; Approaching menacingly, the beast snapped out with its jaws, its teeth sinking deeply into Darren's flesh...but instead of killing him, the beast resumed a humanish shape, and laughed mockingly.&nbsp; <br><br>"You want to kill monsters, boy?" the beast man chuckled, "Then you should know what to do when you get out."<br><br>The wolfman left Darren's silver tipped crossbow bolts and all his gear just out of reach, and then fled into the night.&nbsp; Horrified, Darren realized that, without a dose of wolfsbane, he would turn to a lyncanthrope by the next full moon...a moon that was to rise the next night.&nbsp; All that night and the next day, he struggled to free himself from the net, but its ropes were supernaturally tight, and he was well and truly trapped.&nbsp; When the moon rose the next evening, however...his body surged with power, and he easily broke free.&nbsp; <br><br>Though his human mind remained mostly conscious as he transformed into a man-wolf, he found himself acting on instinct before thought.&nbsp; The sight of his monster killing tools tempted his human side with the thought of suicide, but the monster would not allow it, and lashed out, smashing the gear to splinters.&nbsp; He then ran off into the night, howling in frustration, fear, and grief.<br><br>That had been a month ago.&nbsp; Since then, he had killed, god, how many? He could not tell.&nbsp; The only control he could maintain was to be sure and devour his victims' hearts, that they would not rise as a beast such as he had become.&nbsp; Tonight, another full moon, which meant even less control than normal.&nbsp; He did not know the name of the village he had stumbled into, nor that of the poor girl who had been carrying a bucket of water from the well to her home.&nbsp; He leaped at her, knocking her to the ground, his body pinning her instantly.&nbsp; His claws ripped at her clothing, leaving her nude and shrieking beneath his form, and his bestial side surged in delight.&nbsp; He found himself hardening, his desire growing.&nbsp; He howled again, and the howl brought screams from within the village.&nbsp; He looked down at the girl beneath him, and his powerful legs spread hers apart...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 20:47:09</strong>
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				Despite the urgent, panic filled screams Desdemonia climbed down the mountainside cautiously but leisurely pace. Taking her time to skip over small streams, slip through tree branches and skid down the frequent bare terrain kicking up dust, various insects and old weeds that had long since died from the moisture drying sun. <br><br>As she reached the base of the mountain she shivered slightly as the screams became louder, each one sending a excited chill along her covered back. She pulled a small dark green wrap that had small dark green tassels hanging along each hem.&nbsp; &nbsp;The style was rather tasteless in her opnion but it was what the locals tended to expect and desired to see. Scooping her hair up and back then wrapped the scarf about her head covering ehr hair from sight and partially over her face the soft fabric covering up her mouth and thus her teeth until the last possible moment. She scooped out a handful; of wooden charms, voo doo dolls hanging several of them about her outfit so that she made a light chink sound with each sway of her hips. <br><br>As she she rose she shifted the bag to rest at her back once more to make her trip along the road side. As she grew closer she heard a wolf howl. Her brow instantly furrowing as she picked up her pace. The screams that caused delight moments before began to taunt her. She had to get closer. If a were wolf was in the village the village would be gone in the morning.&nbsp; Though she held little desire for the villagers lives it would lead to a possible problem for her later but if she could kill the wolf and leave it to be found there would be no blame thrown in her direction. Besides it had been while since she had hunted one of those animals that could not control themselves or their hunger. Licking her lips more roughly she paused as she bent over lifting the back hem of her dress and pulling it forward to bring between her legs and slip under her belt. The dress becoming far easier to run in and harder to trip over. <br><br>She started to run towards the village now, her not even effected as she finally moved into the outer village. Tilting her head upwards and to the side slightly she took a long inhale trying to pin point the location of the wolf. Though the smell of the villages fear threatened to capture her attention and lead her off her own path of control. 
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				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 21:33:01</strong>
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				The girl writhed in panic and horror, tears pouring freely from her eyes.&nbsp; Darren's hard, throbbing rod pulsed with desire, his body aching to mount the girl, to have at her with wild, animalistic abandon before ending her life between his teeth...and yet, somehow, something deep inside the beast gave pause.&nbsp; A spark of his humanity surfaced, briefly, and while it was there, he grasped it, and forced himself off the girl.&nbsp; She scrambled to her feet, screaming even louder as she ran off into the village.&nbsp; Nearly every instinct within him told him to pursue, to hunt, to take her down on the foot and rip her very entrails from her still moving form...but Darren fought it with every bit of his soul.&nbsp; His animal side howled again in frustration and fury.<br><br>A peasant, perhaps the girl's father or elder brother, came running towards him then, charging with some sort of farm implement turned weapon.&nbsp; Caught in his concentration on resisting the beast, he did not notice the man until the tines of his tool were sunk deep into Darren's thigh...a heroic, if useless gesture.&nbsp; The tool was of common iron, and nothing but silver would cause lasting harm to a wolf.&nbsp; His hesitation broken by the pain, Darren reached over and easily seized the man, lifting him in the air with a single, hairy, clawed arm.&nbsp; The man squirmed and cried out in horror, but in moments, it was over.&nbsp; Darren's crushing grip had broken his neck, and he hurled the form across the yard to land limply on the ground.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching out, he grasped the pole of the farm tool, and pulled it from his thigh.&nbsp; Then his desire returned, and he raised his nose to the air, sniffing for the smell of the girl he had, for some reason, let flee.&nbsp; It was then that he caught a strange, foreign scent on the wind, a scent removed from the sweat and fear and panic of the villagers, removed from the smoky essence of woodfires and coal.&nbsp; It was an older scent, a powerful scent.&nbsp; A scent of death in the air.
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 21:59:48</strong>
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				A female ran passed her, barely noticing the gypsy appearing female Desdemona noticed her eyes puffed up and extremely red from crying. Her dress torn in slashes answered her question though she could smell no free flowing blood on her.<br><br>"Odd. Did she some how manage to kill the were wolf? "<br><br>Her question answered only moments later as she saw some one appear to be sent flying backwards. The way he laned hinting that no life flowed through the mans veins.<br><br>"Hmm a shame he may have been tasty to eat."<br><br>She felt her mouth start to water and her desire for blood grow stronger. Her hands clutched at her sides while she tried to fight the growing sensation spreading through her. Shaking her head violently she tried to block out the rising and continuing screams. <br><br>"I can not lose control now."<br><br>If she gave into her hunger now she would be too distracted to deal with the werewolf should theh manage to sneak up on her.&nbsp; As the moon disappeared behind a large swarm of clouds she ran in the direction of where the female had come from. The were wolf stood there almost stock sill catching her by surprise though was blatantly male as she took in his height, weight and position. <br><br>Slipping one hand to her back she pulled out a small blade from the belt about her waist. The blade glinting even with the faded light showing it's material was silver.&nbsp; She crouched down slightly in a defensive position, placing her empty hand between her legs on the ground ready to jump should he suddenly launch at her. Her green eyes roamed over him looking for a weakness in his stance before coming to meet his gaze. Her mouth parting to bare her fangs while the villagers seemed to have left the area of hiding in their homes. <br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 17:57:09</strong>
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				The clouds, the blessed clouds.&nbsp; For however long they lasted, they would give him a modicum more control.&nbsp; He turned and saw the gypsy woman staring at him, and a quick sniff told him that she was not what she appeared.&nbsp; He had an idea of what she probably was - a vampire.&nbsp; Darren had hunted a few of them before, though his own talents were more in dealing with lyncathropes.&nbsp; He watched carefully as she drew a silvered blade, and he looked up, trying to gauge the speed of the cloud cover.&nbsp; He didn't know how much time he would have.<br><br>His first instinct was to let go, to attack the woman crouching defensively before him.&nbsp; After all, in his former life, he had put a number of her kind down permanently.&nbsp; If he could take one more with him into hell, wasn't that a worthy thing?&nbsp; His deeper feelings, however, gave him pause.&nbsp; It had been easy to slay these monsters before he had become one.&nbsp; What if she had been like him once? What if she had been given no more choice than he had to become what she was?&nbsp; <br><br>Carefully, he approached the woman, his wolf-man form rippling with muscle and power.&nbsp; He stopped when he was merely a few yards away from her.&nbsp; Darren could see that she was ready to spring, ready to attack and end his life.&nbsp; He growled, then focused, trying to work this strange jaw and tongue, trying to make them work as his own would.<br><br>"P'eeease," he growled in a low grumble, "Q...quick.&nbsp; 'Efore th' clouds...do it."
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 21:29:13</strong>
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				Her dark green eyes narrowed on him intently as they seemed to change intention. One moment they were appraising him , trying to decide how he would attack. Her gaze becoming territorial. As he moved she moved slightly herself putting ever so little more distance between them by moving tot he side. Though when it became clear he had no intention of attacking and when he had managed to growl out his request for a moment she thought she had been day dreaming, or perhaps the kill had come far faster than she had expected and her mind was still having to catch up with her death some how. Not taking her gaze from him she lifted her head back slightly to look upwards, guessing the size of the clouds, the speed they appeared to be moving across the moon then down at the blade within her hand her grip firm on the handle that her already pale skin appeared to be as white as the moon itself.<br><br>Her gaze locked onto his eyes, her green gaze darkening thought as she appeared to relax then tense up briefly pondering if this was some kind of plan to catch her off guard and though it certainly had caught her off guard she could not sense him suddenly coming at her. <br><br><em>"Could the moon affect them so easily? He has to be a new born...I have never met a werewolf able to control themselves...clouds or no clouds. Had he been forced into the change? What had he been before ?"</em>She thought to herself though her current biggest concern was why she actually gave a damn.She was a vampire, he was a werewolf simple history placed they against each other...but his request...could the human still be in there so strongly? <br>The decision was taking too long to take. <em>"Simply slip the blade in and have him fall. GET IT DONE!"</em> Her vampire born instincts screamed at her but something beneath them whispered to her, it was a quiet whisper. Even less strong than a whisper on the breeze but her hand did not move as she glanced to the sky again. The clouds had almost passed the faint shade of moon light growing brighter but a large swarm was in the distance coming this way. Her ears began to catch the sound of some villagers beginning to open their doors, or look out from their hiding places. <br><br>"I can't believe I am about to do this...."<br><br>She whispered quietly as she finally seemed to bring herself to slipping the silver blade between his ribs but instead at the last moment the blade came to her wrists slicing through the pale skin and dripping some of the blood to the floor just as the moon was breaking through the clouds she turned and ran towards the woods Keeping the wound open to allow the blood she had to flow in droplets to the ground to keep the wolfs attention and follow her.<br><br>"Oh this is simply wonderful, he misses out on his meal so you decide to offer yourself up as desert? Did you bang your head on the way down the mountain or have you finally gone CRAZY! "<br><br>She yelled the last word aloud as moon light swept over her. She kept her gaze on the distance , on the next swarm of clouds she had to hurry up with a idea how she could settle this matter without getting herself killed!
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 21:59:50</strong>
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				<em>What is she doing</em>, he wondered in the moments before she took off running into the woods.&nbsp; Even with partial control, the smell of her blood was infuriating, intoxicating.&nbsp; He found himself sniffing subconsciously, his snout seeking after the freshly spilled blood.&nbsp; As the clouds slid away from the moon, all essence of control vanished, and he again became the killer, the monster on the prowl.&nbsp; Like a shot, he lunged after the scent of blood, chasing after his prey.&nbsp; <br><br>Even the smell of the villagers, closer and easier to kill, did not dissuade him from his goal.&nbsp; This strange being, what was she?&nbsp; His mind was too clouded with fury and desire to remember.&nbsp; All he knew was what he felt, a strange combination of bloodthirst and intrigue.&nbsp; She was another predator, and instinct told him he must either kill her or claim her.&nbsp; There were no other paths.&nbsp; Howling in excitement, he burst through the wooded paths, barely slowed by the branches and brambles that would have paused even the most expert woodsman.&nbsp; He could see her ahead, fleeing at a speed unmatchable by any human...but he was not human any more, and was gaining ground quickly.&nbsp; It would not be long till he had her in his jaws, her lovely flesh pliant beneath his bite, his paws, his form.&nbsp; He snarled savagely, and leaped forward, gaining even more ground, as the swarm of clouds over head broached closer to the merciless moon.
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 22:14:07</strong>
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				She could very easily pick up the sounds of his paw beats as they kicked against the ground, kicking up any fallen twigs of leaves behind him in a large dust cloud. She hoped the villagers saw sense and remained within their limits though not for their safety but her own selfish reasons. She may have to visit there one day if she got the chance and did not need the village any more scared than it already was. Her brief glimpse inside had shown several tasty choices in a midnight snack. Though currently it was her own survival that concerned her most as she could hear him howl frustration, and blood thirst perhaps. The thrill of the hunt. She shared the same feeling though now wished she had more of an advantage. Humans could be fun to bring down but finding a equal..no not a equal but a fellow predator gave a edge to the game. <br><br>Her legs continued to move rapidly though she barely seemed to touch the trees or be affected by them. The clouds were moving closer as she brought the pair to them.<em> "Just a few more moments and your plan is...."</em> She tried to decide on a possible idea that did not end up with her dead in any way or massively injured. <em>"Oh come on...can't be this hard. You used to be human after all and did survive for a few decades....hold on what was that thought? Could that work? Would that work? And how the hell can I get close enough to him without a stomach full of claws? "</em><br><br>Lifting her hand up she licked her wound preventing her from bleeding any more as they healed. Throwing as much energy as she could she suddenly sprinted ahead kicking up as much dust and dirt into the wolfs eyes as she could. By the time it had cleared she appeared to have faded from sight. Up high in the trees hidden behind leave and flower filled branches she quietly observed the wolf below hoping he would stop to investigate her sudden disappearance. One eye settled on the nearly there clouds.<br><br><em>"I only get one chance at this I need to get it right the first time..."</em>
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				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 16:22:55</strong>
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				The wolfman snarled and swiped at his eyes as the blinding dust forced him to slow, losing sight of his prey. He stopped finally, growling in frustration.&nbsp; Sniffing and catching that same deadly scent, he knew his quarry must still be near, but the fine, powdery dust and dirt still had him blinded, unable to see her.&nbsp; He began sniffing more pointedly, looking to track her down by scent alone, but the dust interfered there too, the scent of every woodland creature that had passed this point overwhelming his senses.<br><br>Above, the moon began to flicker, as at first the whispy edges of the clouds passed its infuriating light, and then darken, as the bulk of them crossed the merciless moon.&nbsp; As they did so, he felt some bit of sanity return, and he looked around cautiously.&nbsp; He had no idea where he was - under the direct light of the full moon, his mind had vanished entirely...and the last place he could remember was the village, and the strange gypsy girl.&nbsp; <em>"What had happened to her?"</em> he wondered to himself, grasping at the small bit of control he had.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 23:14:33</strong>
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				She held a breath she did not need to as she waited for the moon to cover entirely when she hoped what ever had happened at the village happened again. As she moved about she waited a little longer patience was when she needed it a grand virtue. Suddenly she descended downwards almost diagonally bringing herself roughly into his upper right side trying to force him to roll over taking him with her for a moment it appeared as her plan went wrong as she seemed to end up under him. Though her silver blade would be felt against the fur should what she hoped would work did not. <br><br>Her dark green gaze locked with his trying to find that humanity she had seen before though her vamparic part caused her to growl at the thought. She stared at him her gaze changing even as she thought she felt a paw lift perhaps to claw her to death. Her eyes though became green swirls, like large pools attempting to draw him into the depths..he may feel as if he was drowning before she uttered one word.<br><br>"Return."<br><br>She was not sure if the history of werewolves she did know was true or hearsay but if she could latch onto the human side she hoped the wolf would become the man. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 17:11:09</strong>
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				Even with the moon blocked, a werewolf, surprised at attack, would have no hope but to give in to instinct and fight back.&nbsp; He rolled with her pounce, managing to reverse it, pinning her to the ground beneath him, his body heaving furious breaths.&nbsp; Darren felt his manhood swell, his bestial side eager to ravage her before ending her life.&nbsp; He drew a paw up, its claws ready to rake both clothng and flesh from her form, when her deep emerald eyes locked on to his own.<br><br>"Return."<br><br>Had any normal mortal tried that, they would have found themselves eviscerated...but Desdemona was no normal mortal.&nbsp; Vampires could enthrall with but a glance of their eyes, and it was this power of compulsion that broke through Darren's primal fury.&nbsp; The moon still hidden and his body compelled by the power of the vampire's eyes, he felt himself shifting, regaining his mortal body as well as mind.&nbsp; Soon, he hovered above her, entirely human in form, once again in control of his body.&nbsp; The cool evening wind kissed his naked form, and he shivered slightly.&nbsp; Then, realizing the position he was in, and the stiffness still below, he stumbled backwards, pushing himself away from the woman.<br><br>"H..how?" he asked, startled and amazed, "How did you make me change? And....why?"
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>15-07-2010, 20:57:45</strong>
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				She only pulled the silver blade away as she watched the physical transformation from wolf to human for a long moment hovering along the edge of simply slipping the blade between his ribs to save her own life. She self admitted she half expected the rather hot headed hatched plan would not work and they would both end up dead in the woods. She only truly believed he had changed both mentally as well as physically when he clambered off of her even though she had felt his excitement against her body. <br><br>She rose to her feet then slipped the blade under the belt about her waist though this time at the front where it was within easier reach. Her eyes remained on his still swirling before they appeared to came still odd golden flecks becoming clear in the dim light. <br><br>"I will admit I am not exactly sure on the how that was done and even less certain on the why though I would place it down to simple curiosity. I have never had a were ask me to kill them they tend to simply try and kill me."<br><br>Something whispered to her again once more though the thought was gone as quickly as it had come and had not made itself truly clear.<br><br>"Though if you had managed to kill the villager female I would wager my action would have been to give you what you wished."<br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 15:53:45</strong>
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				"I...I don't want to kill anyone," Darren admitted, and then paled slightly.&nbsp; That had not always been the case, and he knew it.&nbsp; Not a month past, he would have gleefully slaughtered the woman before him, cursing her all the while as a vile and merciless vampire.&nbsp; Perhaps that is why she didn't kill him; perhaps she wanted to prolong the agony of his curse - but if so, why would she have cared had he killed the village woman?&nbsp; He fell to his knees, and a quick sob escaped his throat before he could stifle it.<br><br>"What is to become of me?" he asked, almost to himself, "Can this...this thing I have become ever be controlled?"
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>16-07-2010, 21:07:52</strong>
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				She shrugged her shoulders almost casually. She looked over the man almost dispassionately as he fell to his knees. Moving from left to right she leaned against one of the hundreds of trees that surrounded them. <br><br>"I would like to believe that everything in time can be controlled. I take it then this change was not volunteered for then? 2<br><br>She tilted her head back as she looked upwards watching the cloud cover darken and the clouds beginning to swirl together moments later she felt the first spatter of rain against&nbsp; her cold cheek. <br><br>"Asfor what si to become of you that is up to you. You have remarkable control for a were wolf. Control I have certainly never come across before."
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				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 23:23:19</strong>
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				"No," he confirmed, "I did not ask for this...though perhaps..."<br><br>He paused for a moment, looking at the woman in what he had to admit was a new light.&nbsp; Before this point, he had always thought that the night creatures, the monsters that prowled the evening shades, were all mindless, merciless monsters.&nbsp; And yet, this one showed, if not compassion, at least a level of understanding.<br><br>"Perhaps it is something I deserved," he admitted reluctantly, "If this is control...I feel...pity...for those with less of it."<br><br>He glanced up into the rain, felt its cooling caress against his skin.<br><br>"I suppose we should get out of this," he ventured, "Get someplace more secure, before the storm breaks, and the moon returns."
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				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>17-07-2010, 23:32:35</strong>
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				She watched the strange were man quietly as she felt her out fit quickly become soaked as the clouds seemed to decide now was the time to release there heavy burden. A low rumble of thunder in the distance sounded though she did not react to the surprising sound and her skin did not react to the cold rain, no goose bumps showed nor did she seemed fazed by it's strength.<br><br>"There is a few caves near by that generally are used by animal this time of year but tend to become empty when one of my kind ..and yours are around. I am quite sure with both species here they shall be leaving as quickly as possible. Animals tend to have better sense than humans."<br><br>She did not wait for him to follow her but began to walk away from him expecting him to follow at his wish or run off intot he forests should that whim over whelm him.<br><br>"Why would you pity those with less control?"<br><br>She asked casually over her shoulder her voice rising to speak over the weather for him to hear her hopefully the continuation of the conversation on her part suggesting he is welcome to come along. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 17:35:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Darren ran to catch up with the woman, eager to find shelter and intrigued further by her acceptance of him.<br><br>"I pity them because *I* feel so helpless, so out of control of my urges.&nbsp; If what I have is control, it must be even worse for them.&nbsp; Though I suppose for some it may be a blessing - perhaps they can't recall the horrors they perform."<br><br>Darren took a heavy breath, and looked at Desdemona.&nbsp; To call her beautiful would have been an understatement - even disguised as a gypsy, her form bespoke nobility, and the curves of her body...again, he felt himself stiffen, and his blood rose to his cheeks as he realized that he was still naked and his arousal obvious.&nbsp; He stumbled briefly, caught his balance, and tried to change the path of his thoughts.<br><br>"Tell me," he asked, hoping she hadn't noticed his state, "Were you human once?&nbsp; If so...how do you come to terms with this...condition?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-07-2010, 21:50:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Though she had long lost the human shyness or blush at the sight of a male she felt that he would not be as comfortable as she was with the naked form keeping her eyes forward on the tree ahead then as it passed the next one until she could see the mountains starting to grow upwards a few miles ahead of them. <br><br>"I would not feel sorry for them...not all of them were unwilling to have the change they were given. Those I have found seem to have the least control , they were already the beast in heart if not in self and the curse gave them the chance to be the beast inside and out. "<br><br>His question about whether she had been human once caused her to pause turn about placing her hands on her hips as her green eyes hardened then lightened.<br><br>"I believe I was..a long time ago. I remember seeing the sun rise...though that is all I truly recall of that life. There are no..terms of your condition bar these..you can accept them and live your way and be grateful that you are only as you were so many nights of the month when the moon is full or you can kill yourself with silver. If you are still wishing I can do it for you. I would say I feel that would be a waste but it is your life were wolf. You truly wish to die then your antics will have you killed quickly if you carry a death with within you."<br><br>She pretended not to notice his arousal though a evil thought rose in her mind when he had stumbled and she had moved to catch him but saw him right himself.&nbsp; She did ponder about teasing the poor man but felt if she was going to do so she would wait until they were in the cave. Her had less place to run that way. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 18:12:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I suppose you are right,” he said, scratching behind his ear thoughtfully, “It could be much worse.&nbsp; And just because I am cursed a few nights of the month, doesn’t mean I cannot still serve a meaningful life…”<br><br>He did his best to follow her as they continued to run through the trees, though in his normal, human form he found it a bit more difficult than he had as a wolfman.&nbsp; He found himself breathing harder, and strangely, the harder his breath, the harder it was to ignore the form of the vampiress he was following.&nbsp; Would life be so bad as a monster, he wondered, if he could gaze on such a form as hers without hunting her as a beast?&nbsp; He shook his head lightly, then continued.<br><br>“I have heard rumors that one can learn to control this…form.&nbsp; I never believed them – as a monster hunter, such rumors were bad for business.&nbsp; Have you ever heard as much?”<br><br>He stopped for a moment , panting for breath, the caves just ahead.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 21:34:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She slowed her pace down as he started to pant heavily she turned around to face him and shrugged once more casually at his question about were wolves.<br><br>"I got to say this is the closest I have got to a were wolf and not killed one. There are rumors of course that after a certain age the moon holds no sway but as I hear it that takes hundred of years."<br><br>She paused suddenly as a new scent caught her interest. She could smell something that came from the cave. She lifted a hand to indicate him to stop where he was. As she moved closer she could hear a strong heart beating wildy. The smell of fear called out to her and her fangs began to fall as she moved closer. The scent became clearer and showed there being a human within the caves. <br><br>She did not bother to glance back at him as she faded from sight and into the shadows of the cave. A few seconds later a scream sounded through the woods followed by silence. <br><br>Should he run in he would find Desdemona standing over the form of a middle aged male whose breath smelt of a heavy dosage of spirits. Twin bite marks were on the side of his neck and Desdemona was wiping her mouth on the hem of her dress. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:24:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Darren watched curiously as the woman held up a hand, giving him a brief moment to catch his breath.&nbsp; He saw her looking towards the caves, her ears seemingly perked to a sound he could not hear.&nbsp; Then, without warning, she sprinted off towards the caves, and moment later, he heard the sound of a scream.&nbsp; Fear washed over him briefly, but his instincts, well honed by years of hunting, kicked in, and he raced into the cave behind her.&nbsp; As he hurried in, he found her standing over a body, its wounds still fresh.<br><br>Horror struck him; not moments before, he had all but forgotten what she was.&nbsp; Her incredible beauty, her desirable form, had lead him to think of her as a human woman, even though he knew she was not.&nbsp; This incident brought him back to reality, a reality that he knew could just as easily have been his own.&nbsp; He had made up his mind to continue life - in truth, he doubted he could have ended it on his own anyway - but now he was faced with the harshness of his situation.&nbsp; If he remained alive, it was an inevitability that he would kill again.&nbsp; How could he justify his existence then?&nbsp; He stared at Desdemona for a while, wondering how she managed it.&nbsp; How could she kill so casually?&nbsp; Steeling up his nerves, he decided to ask.<br><br>"Does it ever get easier," he began, "The killing, I mean?&nbsp; Do you ever feel remorse for the lives you take?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 21:31:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Desdemona lowered herself to the ground and turned the man over until he rested on his back. She sighed inwardly at the mans death but hunger reigned and the sprint to the village had rose it, so much blood around and none for her to drink had left her insatiable when she smelled the mans scent. <br><br>"It was easy for me from the start actually. It became a case of me needing to eat to survive and I wished to survive. I tend to try and keep my meals to waifs and strays that shall not be missed or missed but already having long left that they are already feared dead. "<br><br>She glanced down at the dead man then back up to Dareen she wondered how long there was until he would change back into the wolf. <br><br>"Do you wish for him to be kept until you change. He is already dead though but it may slake your hunger if you feel so sickened by killing again."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 20:38:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Darren had not thought of that – yes, he knew he would have to feed soon, to rend flesh, or the beast within him would not be sated and he would never have the chance to retain his humanity.<br><br>“That…that would be very kind of you,” he said, “Though I fear what may become of you when I change.&nbsp; I have little to no control over what the beast may do.”<br><br>Already, he could feel his grip slipping.&nbsp; The clouds overhead must be nearly past, he thought.&nbsp; His heart began to beat wildly, and his hunger, for meat and for lust, began to grow.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 21:28:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded her head slightly as she rose to her feet as she moved further into the caves. She knew them well enough and hoped he had no knowledge of such but then she did not know what knowledge passed from the human side to the wolf while they were in the change. She knew she had several hours to burn before the moon went down and the sun rose. She also knew if she recalled rightly that there were no more villages near by unless any had been built recently. <br><br>"What information passes between your mind and the wolf when it takes over and have you ever been here before?"<br><br>She took a couple of steps further into the cave despite the fact part of her was telling her that her solitary life must of made her far crazier than she believed it herself to be though he could not return to the village for they would be more prepared for him even if they could not truly defend themselves she could not allow a whole village to be turned. <br><br>She was not quite used to being the hunted especially twice in one night but on a out and out brutal force fight she was the weaker of the two but she was the faster by what she had observed. As long as she could keep ahead of him and at the same time not so far ahead he grew bored and sought a easier prey. It would be a complicated art to perform.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 19:57:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I am totally aware of the actions the wolf takes,” he spoke, his voice starting to sound ragged and more savage, “But I have no control of them.&nbsp; If the wolf knows what I know, it has never seemed to notice or care; it has not acted on anything I have thought before, being purely instinctual.&nbsp; And no…I don’t think I have ever been to these caves…I don’t even really know where we are….rrrrr….RRRRYYYYAAAHHHH!”<br><br>It happened quickly, more quickly then he would have thought; a swift breeze must have cleared the clouds completely from the moon.&nbsp; His body reacted immediately, his muscles swelling, his bones reconfiguring, lengthening in some places, shortening in others, while fur burst through his pores.&nbsp; The pain was overwhelmingly powerful, and he half screamed, half howled out as the transformation completed.&nbsp; And then, his body no longer cared.<br><br>The wolfman gave a wicked, hungry grin as it saw the girl, its prey, once again before him. <em>Run,</em> he tried to shout, but the only sound it made was the echoing in his mind.&nbsp; The wolf panted, began pawing the ground.&nbsp; It was hungry for so much – for her sex, for her flesh…for a chase.&nbsp; Everything tasted better to the wolf after a chase.&nbsp; It growled softly, warning its prey, knowing she would flee, eager to chase after.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>09-08-2010, 20:15:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded her head sharply once and watched in amazement at the sudden change but in the mean time she had ripped the hem of her dress that was stained in the man's blood. He was dead now and would not feel a thing as she threw the bloodied cloth in the males direction hoping for at least a minor distraction until she could get further into the caves. She began to plot ahead where there were alcoves, ledges and bridges she could use to her advantage. She could simple run ahead and let the wolf keep running until it got itself lost and the moon changed into day but that did not guarantee it not escaping the mountains either and finding another to kill. That actually was not the bit that fazed her. It was the fact of how the man the wolf was would be when the moon set and the sun rose.<br><br>She had no idea why but she did not wish for him to wake up knowing what he had done...<em>"Why are you caring...?"</em>She had killed many some to survive and some to amuse herself..so why did she feel this annoying urge to prevent him feeling that way himself...?<br><br>Once the cloth hit the now wolves snout she ran into the shadows of the caves, her foot steps were faint and revealed little to where she was or going. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 15:29:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The cloth fluttered down towards his muzzle, and the wolf snapped at it instinctually, catching the bloody tag within his maw.&nbsp; His mouth watered, savoring the taste of fresh blood, and for a moment, the beast reveled in the pleasure of it.&nbsp; His nose worked madly, breathing in the scents, and the newly killed corpse was a temptation it almost could not resist.&nbsp; For most beasts, it would have been enough – a guaranteed, effortless meal as opposed to one the beast would have to pursue and take down…but the blood that boiled in this primal form was thirsty for more than just a meal.&nbsp; He paused log enough to tear a chunk from the man, slaking a portion of his hunger, then cocked his ears listening for the fleeing woman’s footsteps.<br><br>Faint as they were, his preternatural hearing picked up on their soft padding, and though they were not clear enough to pinpoint her exactly, it gave the beast an idea of what direction she was headed.&nbsp; He howled, his raging voice echoing off the cavern walls, sounding back to him from all directions, and then he took off in a dash along the path the girl had taken.&nbsp; His blood sang to be in the chase, and his heart beat with furious delight with every stride.<br><br>Inside the beast, Darren felt himself torn between excitement and horror.&nbsp; Despite his clear disgust over being a monster, he was unable to deny the feeling of exhilaration that he felt personally from having the beast within himself released, unfettered, free to be wild and mad.&nbsp; Every breath it took, every thing it tasted, every beat of its heart felt fresh, vivid, alive.&nbsp; Things he had long since taken for granted as a mortal felt new and wonderful, even the feeling of dirt beneath his feet , the smell of must within the cavern’s air.&nbsp; It was like being born anew, and the feeling was, he feared, addictive.&nbsp; Even though he revolted at the thought as the beast tore a piece of the dead man’s flesh, a part of him felt revived, stimulated by the taste of fresh, raw meat.&nbsp; It terrified and elated him simultaneously.<br><br>These thoughts filled his head as his mind raced along with his body, deeper and deeper into the caves, in pursuit of the lovely Desdemona.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>12-08-2010, 21:34:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She took the fact that she could not hear four thundering paws hitting the cave floor for at least a dozen seconds that her plan had worked a little bit. No it was not as long as she had hoped for but it was long enough to give her enough of a lead that she had fully disappeared from his sight then she heard the sounds of flesh being ripped apart. The sound that carried on the cave air and echoed made her stomach oddly churn due to the savageness of it. Yes she was a killer but she tended to kill quickly, painlessly as possible unless she had ulterior reasons.&nbsp; The sound of the ripping of skin, muscle and perhaps even bone made her shudder but also gave her more initiative to keep her legs moving. She had already passed three little alcoves but they were clear and easily seen from the cave path she was currently on and she instantly ruled them out.<br><br>A few minutes later she heard the sound of the wolf howling and could only assume that he had already tired of the easily earned meal and wished to continue the chase that had already started. The howling sound seemed to wrap around her as it bounced off of the walls and repeated time and time again but she used this sound to her advantage. She hoped his noise would help cover up the sound of her own movements even if it was not by much. Anything was certainly better than nothing. <br><br>She saw a few feet ahead that the cave broke into two paths and smiled. She knew this one well. The two paths would go separate ways for about three miles but then join for a mile and then separate into three paths. She decided at this point to try and leavehim a red herring. She peeled off one of her shoes even as she ran at the same time along the right path. She ran just far enough to leave the shoe in sight of him when he too found this point then ran along the left as quickly as she could. She felt her body warm after her recent feeding which made her running and keeping ahead far easier than it had been before but she also knew she would have to eat again soon herself due to the extent she was pushing herself.<br><br>Despite her seemingly protective feelings over the human counter part of the wolf she could not help but admit that the idea of a worthy challenger did appeal to her also. She could feel the blood stir through her cold body and feel heat join in between her legs though this time for a far different reason. <br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>woegman</strong> on <strong>16-08-2010, 18:34:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Energy coursed through his frame as he raced deeper into the tunnels, pursuing the scent of the vampire woman that his primal self had chosen as prey.&nbsp; Chasing her was so much more challenging than any mortal his beast half had hunted - she was far more evasive, faster, made better decisions.&nbsp; Her scent was maddeningly faint, untainted by the perspiration or pheromones that a mortal would exude whilst being pursued, and all of this added up to make hunting her an actual effort to the beast...and that effort was thrilling.&nbsp; It was strange, almost alien to Darren to feel the strange mix of dread and elation that this form inspired in him, and for a moment, he had to admit that he could grow to love this.&nbsp; The beast charged forward, finally coming upon the split in the caverns.<br><br>He stopped then, and sniffed the air carefully.&nbsp; The girl's scent split here, going down both tunnels, and though the man inside the beast recognized this as a deception, the primal inner being was innocent of such knowledge.&nbsp; To the right, the smell seemed stronger, closer, and the beast growled and whined in anticipation.&nbsp; Then, it took off down the right tunnel, stopping shortly thereafter at the discarded shoe.&nbsp; It stopped and picked the garment in its claws, sniffing it closely, breathing in her scent.&nbsp; Strangely, the smell was not what Darren had expected - he had thought it would be the smell of a normal human shoe, perhaps intensified...but the wiring of his primal form made the smell seem more like an exotic perfume, spicy and sharp - it was the scent of the girl herself, his primal form smelling past the odors of must and dampness that were not living scents.&nbsp; He dropped the shoe, then ran a bit further down the tunnel...but after a short bit, he felt a wave of confusion, and stopped to sniff the air again.<br><br>The smell was lost, and inwardly Darren knew that the beast had chosen the wrong path.&nbsp; The creature howled in anger, then redoubled back along the tunnel, racing towards the intersection.&nbsp; It sniffed again down the left tunnel, took several long strides and sniffed again, then set forth a baying, tracking howl, and took off again at speed.&nbsp; Finally, the form raced through the tunnel, coming into an intersection of five tunnels - the one he had come from, another to the right that the human side of him thought may have been the other tunnel he had tried, and three new tunnels.&nbsp; The beast sniffed the air carefully, cautiously, trying to determine what direction the girl had fled.&nbsp; Darren hoped she had a plan, should he catch her.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Beasts Within (Aviva and woegman)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aviva</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 21:29:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had moved rapidly along the single path until it once more joined with the path she had placed her shoe upon. In truth if he had not turned back he would still have found her scent again but if he double backed on himself in his eagerness to keep a track of her scent as animals did that gave her a little more time. She had very limited idea though on what information could indeed pass between the two sides of the breed he was and she assumed that both could know rather than make a simple error and allow him to catch her in wolf form.<br><br>Just as she came to the three paths she heard a howl followed not long after by a second that seemed angry ..<br><br>"I guess he found my shoe then...I wonder if he would fall for the same trick twice."<br><br>She did not know how rapidly the animal side learned either though this experience gave her the opportunity to be able to understand this race even more for later on should she come across another. <br><br>She paused at the three ways and took long unneeded breath of air. It was oddly comforting even if also false at the same time. She needed more time to come up with a back up plan just in case he actually managed to catch her. The silver blade dug into her back slightly to remind her of what she could do if she had to but she did not wish to harm the man if it did become a case of who survived she certainly planned on it being her. <br><br>She tried to remember the three various paths ahead, the center one lead to a under ground lake and several little alcoves that could be hidden in, the left lead to a wider path before narrowing until you came to having to walk crab like between the damp walls and the right lead to a large empty cave that though had some roughed walls bits did little to help her. <br><br>She did not exactly know where the left lead to and the centre one was difficult to get to the path if she needed to hide in one of the alcoves. The right one was useless to her and she could not take too long to decide as each thought brought him closer to her. She started to bound down the centre path not yet ready to lay the next trick in case the rapid speed of such caused him to remember such. <br><br>It was five miles before she reached the under ground lake and thougn normally she enjoyed the seeming light that came from between it's depths she did not today. Instead she jumped on to one of the walls that circled the water and climbed into a small little alcove. She bunched herself up as small as possible while she waited for him to run passed her hopefully.
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