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A grin pulled at his jowls as she spoke of his power waning. His eyes flickered up towards the sky where the moon was indeed beginning to wake. The night was fast coming to a close, but that didn't matter of course. Not for him. Not after what the Professor had done to him. His fingers...

Zivek came to a slow loping stop. His feet dug into the ground a bit, and as he came to a stop he dropped Phaedra as unceremoniously as one would throw down a bag of flour. He had absolutely no idea who she was, nor did he particularly care. The girl was still splayed across his shoulder...

They were slow. So painfully slow. Zivek found himself stopping and half turning back nearly every step. A low growl escaped his throat, another arrow suddenly arching through the air and striking the tree just behind him. He let out a bark, and then waited for the other two to catch up. The...

Zivek jumped in the same direction as Phaedra and the girl, though not in chase. He had absolutely no idea who these men were, or really even what they wanted. Their voices seemed to boom out in the midst of the swamp. "GET THEM!" "TAKE THE GIRL!" "WATCH YOUR ARROWS." All of them seemed to...

"A pact." He growled low in his throat. In Althhaven trust was incredibly thin. Everyone was competing against everyone else, and students frequently betrayed one another for greater rewards and freedoms. It was a common tactic, and one that almost everyone used at least once if they wanted to...

Zivek looked down at the girl. The Werewolf seemed to lick his lips for a moment, taking another step forward as his gaze flickered towards the other woman. Red Eyes latched onto her, staring through her as his nose seemed to flick to better catch her scent. After a moment he smiled, or at...

What might have been a chuckle escapes from the wolf's throat. It echoes out more like a bark than an actual laugh, sounding cruel and somewhat harsh upon the ears. The girl besides Phaedra seemed to whimper, attempting to take a step back as Zivek came into full view. He towered to over the...

Zivek stepped out into the clearing, his head tilting, ears flickering. He tried to catch the woman' scent more, tried to figure out what in the hell she was. There was a trace of humanity within her, but not enough to mark her as one. Not truly. His lips pulled back in a low growl, white teeth...

There was no hiding. Not from him. He could smell their stench within the air. Even with the flickering flames. Even with the sulfur of the burning swamp. The scent of their fear, of that oddity within the air was like a beacon within the middle of the forest. Zivek moved quietly, swiftly...

His hand smashed against the vial, glass piercing with a rake of the claws that sent a good chunk of the flame away from him. It cast over the trees, the ground, and flaked against his fur. Pain lanced across his flesh where the fire washed over him, yet Zivek hardly seemed to noticed. He...

The soldier died within a heartbeat. He leaped forward with enough enthusiasm and alacrity that anyone stopped in the whimsy of children's stories might have thought he would succeed. That anyone without a dose of reality would think he would live. But as soon as he neared the massive...

The monster stepped through the brush. A loud crack echoed through the swamp as a tree was shattered, behind it Zivek's massive form stepping through the brush. Bright red eyes seemed to glow within the night, a lashing tongue escaping his jaw as he scented the air. His steps seemed to thunder...

Zivek moved through the swamp with surprising agility. He bounded from one patch of solid earth to the next, leaping and landing in a stunning silence. His paws never hit a branch, his fingers never scratched at the trees. He moved like a shade, darting through the swampy forest faster than any...

With the Plantation burning behind him Zivek stepped onto the road to the north. The scent was faint on the air, barely there, but he could still catch it. In the Bayou humans tended to stand out. They were not part of the usual miasma, and the fear mingled with the family was more than enough...

Baryou Garramarisa - Tellrin Plantation "Hrm." Zivek slowly stood up, glancing over the empty room as a breeze rushed in through the window. Red eyes flickered over the open drawers of dressers and thrown open closet door. Clothes lay scattered around the floor, a half empty pack on one of the...