Joseph Morgan
|| Werewolf - Warlock|| Likes Izabella || In a fortified cell ||
I blinked a few times as I woke up, my entire body sore. It took me a moment to gather what had happened, but I couldn't quite remember all of it. I just remembered them taking away Izabella and me getting angry, but that was it. I looked down, noticing instantaniously that I was in my wolf form, dumbstruck I was. How in the heck did I shift without even remembering it? It had to have been when they took Izabella. I shook my head, my thoughts and concerns at that moment were very, very scattered.
I did a quick circle, choosing a remote spot in the back of the cage and sitting down, slowly having flashbacks of what had happened. I cried out in pain as I relived the moment where all of my bones snapped into peices, but it seemed to take much, much longer in the flashback. I could feel sweat gathering on my forehead and although my bones were not actually breaking again, I could feel it. I could feel the rage burning inside of what had been before one of the most beastly attacks I'd landed, but then it moved to fear and confusion, and then back to pure rage. I don't think I'd ever felt so much rage and anger as well as fear in my entire life.
I came back to reality, and it had seemed that I'd shifted back into a human, sitting clothless in the corner of the cage. I shivered at the touch of the metal, but I looked around, grabbing some kind of t-shirt and shorts that had been laying all torn up in the cage. My throat was dry as I stood up, and it hurt like hell. I shakily walked over to the door of the cage, sticking my hands out in a weak kind of way. "Can..can.." It hurt to talk and my voice was very, very hoarse. "...water.." I managed to say before collapsing. I had no idea what was going on with me. Little did I know that it was the end of the first warlock outbreak. I would be more than weak for almost three days, barely unable to move even with the proper care.
sparrow, wrote:Michel Morgan
|| Werewolf Warlock|| Married || Searching For Joseph ||
I fell to the ground, wincing in pain as it felt like something had shoved a knife through me. Instantly I knew what was going on, as Alice ran and helped me to my feet I muttered a few words,"I must find him, he's been awakened." I told her before passing out. I knew very well that it would only last a moment, but it was still a moment that I could have been looking for Joseph. He would have awakened his true warlock powers, but for it to be done, I had to have power drawn from myself.
I blinked a few times as I woke up, my head resting on Alice's big Weretiger Paws. I jumped to my feet as fast as an old man could go, instantaneously shifting into a werewolf. It wasn't something that I could do overnight or with the total help of herbs although the herbs did make it just a moment faster, it was because of my age. I towered over the tiger and I could see the awe in her eyes. Never once had she seen me shift because otherwise she would have cowered away with her tail between her legs. I gave a quick sniff around, easily picking up Joseph's scent. I looked down at Alice," Find Marcus and Josh, and then find me." I saw her nod and turned to follow the scent of my son.