08-15-2011, 07:41 PM
The brindle colored wolf went for the throat of this intruder with a loud snarl. All within Casimir wanted to rip and tear, to harm and prove that he would dominate. There had to be one between them who ruled, and then there was that other wolf to deal with also. The thoughts were scattered and wild, just as the wolf was. Somewhere in there, Casimir was planning a strategy to win this battle. For some reason, he agreed with the wolf within but thought the way it was going about this was all wrong. So as each muscle tensed the human mind managed to switch directions. Instead of the throat, the target changed to the eyes at the last possible moment. à
Serenade turned to watch the deathly battle between the two wolves in horrified fascination. As the smaller one leaped for his opponent the young woman couldn't help but yell out in fear for the larger of the two. Somehow, the young woman was rooting for the shapeshifter.
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