by blackoutTaxonomist » Tue Mar 15, 2011 5:47 am
Lucky heard the howling and cursed loudly, causing a passing mother to look at him sharply as she scurried back home with her child in tow. He looked slightly apologetic, then said a hasty goodbye to Shilo, before beating it back to his place. Google ran ahead of him and beat him to the door. Nixon only yawned, safe in Lucky's arms.
He heard two girls screaming, then shattering glass. That was enough for him to get in his house and lock the door. Not that anyone was safe, if the wolf was to smash through windows. Lucky didn't even own a gun-- Stupid mistake. He'd have to buy one later, if the thing ever went away.
Google cowered under the couch, whimpering. This was scary.
((LOL /slap, bad werewolf!))
"The stilly murmur of the distant Sea
Tells us of silence."
from The Eolian Harp by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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