by Evolia Redmoon » Fri Apr 02, 2010 10:44 am
Evolia stood stunned for a moment, despite the battle raging in her face. Wodahs actually snarled at her! That couldn't be true! Had he forgotten...And he left her so worried...
Depression welled into her heart, but as she saw the moonlight, she replaced her sorrow with rage. Speeding like a bullet shot from a silver gun, Evolia sped like a jagernut through the forest. Crashing through the dense shrubs, she was now truly a Redmoon Wolf!
From the face, down to the tail tip, her muscles poked out from her now ruffled fur. Spittle slahed from her maw, full of razor edged fangs that gleamed death in the moon light and snow. Pain erupted inside her body, and bones crackled. She wailed with the wind screaming past her ears, ripping away chunks of her flesh as she half stumbled, half ran to the fight. New fur, longer than almost her whole body, sprouted from blood and fleshy skin. A human shape took her, bones reforming and capturing a hulking creature the size of a bus. Evolia lifted herself, a woman's voice reaching her ears as she let out her agony, howling and sounding as if a raged beast was renting its fury beside the woman, and felt her back legs snap. She stumbled, but long, new running legs, still wolf legs, but human as well, sprouted from her body leaving old limbs behind her storm. Lifting herself back into a run, she lifted her arms, paws now heavy and human-like claws. Her spine ached, needles springing out of it and bristlign as they soaked with blood. The fangs splitted and grew, longer than bone. Her maw stretched before her. Blood from small viens popped, but then healed over her still transforming body. Her eyes were pure red, the Redmoon cycle that placed her kind in a type of blood fury had finaly arrived. The once radiant, calm she-wolf now unleashed a scent only death could not cringe from. It rank of fury, decete, sorrow, and thirst. A sickle moon blade sprung from her tail spine, and Evolia twisted in mid spring, whirling the deadly blade like a sythe.
Evolia ran on, hackles raised and teeth bared. Her claws bristled,
"Face me you CUR!" She screamed, the voice sounding like a tortured animal fed a horrible desease, " I'll make you REGRET the day you snarled at me!"
Now that the other she-wolf was gone, her fury was more than she could stand! Evolia felt it deform her spirit inside, crushing her with awesome strength and wieght.
The voice inside was not her anymore for the time being. It was the Redmoon Werewolf inside; and it was ready to kill.
((Yes, Evolia had just transformed without knowing it. The emotion inside somehow triggered an early cycle. Whoops..))
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Evolia Redmoon on Fri Apr 02, 2010 11:22 am, edited 1 time in total.