↠g r i f f i n . l e w i s
↠ a beast only I c a n control, yet he continues to control me
s t a t u sc r u s hd a t i n gt a g g e d↠ stormy [amberleaves]
gabriella [echo...]
32 and Sasha [metronome]
beau [.:J.Sparrow:.]
Griffin was soon free as Stormy hauled the wolf off of him, springing to his feet. He crouched, a low snarl escaping his muzzle as he got into his fighting stance. His eyes hardening as he let his wolf take over, the beast he always controlled. He had told himself he wouldn't hurt another person or wolf, and he would stop his beast from doing that. Till than, he would fight like he had done some many times in the past. He noticed that Beau had join them, and he didn't even look around for the human girl that had gotten trapped in this situation. Right now, he had a job to do. Protect his alpha, protect his pack. That's all that ran through his head, nothing else. Then the wolf chose to attack again, heading straight for Stormy again. He instantly leapt in front of her again, and took the blow. He let out a yelp as the wolf's teeth sunk into his shoulder, he instantly twisted grabbing the ruff of the wolf. He yanked hard, able to rip the wolf off, which just caused more pain to seer through his shoulder. He crouched in front of Stormy, back into a fighting stance. He raced his lip, and a snarl erupted from his throat. More of a challenge than a warning. A challenge to try to go after her again, to try to hurt her. Then a true fight would be on. His shoulder throbbed, he knew it would take a little bit for it to seal up. He wasn't the fastest healer.
↠g a b r i e l l a . h a r t
↠ I would rather be p l a y i n g sports, then l i s t e n i n g to you complain
s t a t u sc r u s hd a t i n gt a g g e d↠ stormy [amberleaves]
griffin [echo...]
32 and Sasha [metronome]
beau [.:J.Sparrow:.]
Gabriella's face was in utter fear. Her eyes wide like a does facing her killer. Her legs wouldn't move, wouldn't help her push off the ground to get running. She needed to get away as fast as possible, and as far as possible. She had always thought that when the time came, when she was facing a situation like this, she would be able to push off the ground and run. Like she was running the track, stretching her long legs to get that medal. She wasn't scared of getting hit in the face with a ball, or tripping over nature and breaking her arm. But when it came to this, she was absolutely terrified. She felt a head push into her thigh, and a small whine pierced through the silence of her terror. She kept staring at the scene though, but let the wolf- no her wolf lead her to a safe spot. She kept a hand on his pelt, so she could follow him. She couldn't tear her eyes off the scene that was happening. Once she was pushed into a sitting position by her wolf, she looked into his eyes, her own forest green eyes wide. She felt him lick her hand, before rushing to join the other to wolves that had emerged from the brush. The one wolf had gotten the other one off the black one. She slowly curled up her legs to her chest and reached up touching her cheek to feel moist streaks on her face. She hadn't even knew she was crying.