The Werewolf's Moon | 1-on-1 Carrie911 X Redtie

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Tasha was already as skiddish as a fawn at the moment, and she was taking deep breaths to keep calm. She was to the point it was either bolt, or go into shock. Even Nate's calming words did nothing to relax her nerves. When the wolf stepped foward, it was all that was needed to have her going off the edge, and she then crouched and bolted in the opposite direction. It was sometimes natural for someone to listen to their instincts instead of common sense in the presence of a predator, as Tasha for example.

[Haha, had to make her do that. My stupidity of my charrie stuns me xD ]

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Nat muttered a word that would have made his mother stare in shock as she bolted, the wolf was after her in an instant and it took everything Nat had to send out a shadow wave to trip him for the necessary moment it took for him to shift, he went into protect mode and jumped at the much bigger and older male wolf's back, snarls ripping from his chest as he silently prayed Tasha would be too busy to see anything he was doing, or that she knew the way back to his house, he was afraid she might run into another of his kind if she went into the forest without him.

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Tasha bolted off the trail without even noticing, only one thing was traveling in her mind at the moment: Run, and run fast. Luckly, she seemed to keep herself from tripping and running into stuff, maybe because of all of the adrenaline that was pumping through her veins. She did slow down however when a small branch smacked her in the face, which brought her more better sense in mind as she looked around. She strung out a few curses as she realized that she was lost, which was adding up to her stress and fear levels. She looked around warily before sitting down by the base of the tree, pulling her knees up to chest as she tried to keep from going into shock.

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Nat yelped as the wolf caught leg in his grip, he had to twist to free himself and keep fighting, now as much for his life as for Tasha's since the werewolf was growing angrier and angrier by the moment by being kept from chasing the human. Nat growled low in his throat as he pinned his ears back and snapped at the werewolf's tail, barely catching it with his teeth but causing the other wolf to yelp as he had before.

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Focus Tasha, focus... she repeated in her mind as she kept her eyes on a rock ahead. Tasha knew if she could focus on one thing, she might be able to keep her body from shutting down and going into shock, which was something that she really did not want to happen.

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Nat yelped again as the wolf snarled and snapped toward his face, he fearfully ducked his head and danced back before darting in again, tackling the other larger wolf as he tried to get hold of him, adrenaline going through him and keeping him in the fight as he tried to gain the upper hand without getting himself killed.

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Fear sprung up her spine as Tasha realized that she left Nate all by himself, causing her to curse worse then a sailor. Tasha burried her face into her hands as she assumed the worse for him, probably laying in pieces while the wolf gnawed at his remains back there.

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Nat finally got a grip on one of the wolf's paws and bit hard, the werewolf immediately let out a near scream howl, jerking away from Nat and limping a few steps back, then pinned his ears back, I won't forget this you little human lover, he promised, his voice icy before he ran off, his strides uneven with the limp.

Nat took a deep shaky breath as he gauged his own injuries, all of them minor thankfully, but he knew he had a bite on his back leg, not bad, but enough to uneven his own steps as he looked around fearfully for Tasha, trying to find her, not thinking of shifting until the last moment. "Tasha!" he yelled, looking around before jogging off the path into the forest, following her scent.

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Tasha didn't hear Nate as she stared to cry softly, shaking as she tried to collect herself up again. She rested her head back against the tree as her pupils became larger as she started to go into shock, looking slightly unfocused at the moment. Don't be dead, don't be dead... she prayed in her mind, hoping her friend managed to get out of there.

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"Tasha!" Nat called out again, looking around the forest as he stayed alert for other werewolves, a afraid the other wolf would double back to find her. His leg was already starting to heal a bit as he continued to follow the trail of her scent, grateful that he didn't catch the scent of her blood or anything like that. "Tasha!" he called again, biting his lip, what if I brought her out here to end up getting killed? he questioned himself, guilt and pain coloring his thoughts, I should have known better.