The Wild Hunt burned in his blood, it sang to every desire he had. Darkness blanketed the woods, gleaming moonlight straining to reach the ground through the trees. His breath coming in short bursts as he paced easily through the trees and bracken.
Jago had diverted from his group, they had lost sight of the one they had been chasing and easily the largest, he broken off from the group to circle back. His wolf form was massive, even for shuck standards. A hulking beast of muscle and aggression.
He finally caught the scent, and he howled in excitement, calling his group to him. He picked his paws up into a run, golden eyes gleaming with a bloodlust that would never be sated.
The fleeing figure was before him, and he dashed at it, jaws lunging and snapping for a grip on flesh. Terrified screams tore through the air as his teeth locked onto it's quarry. He pulled the creature back in his massive maw, releasing only to leap upon his victim full force.
He had them pinned, his teeth sinking into flesh. He tore sinew from bone, blood covering him and the ground. Soon the screams faded to whimpers and pleas, and then a whisper as he bled the life from the pitiful creature below him.
Once he was done, he backed away. Maw dripping blood, a gory glint of slick red sliding onto the leaves of the forest floor. There was barely anything left to discern even who it was he had served his sentence upon. The night was still young...
Jago had diverted from his group, they had lost sight of the one they had been chasing and easily the largest, he broken off from the group to circle back. His wolf form was massive, even for shuck standards. A hulking beast of muscle and aggression.
He finally caught the scent, and he howled in excitement, calling his group to him. He picked his paws up into a run, golden eyes gleaming with a bloodlust that would never be sated.
The fleeing figure was before him, and he dashed at it, jaws lunging and snapping for a grip on flesh. Terrified screams tore through the air as his teeth locked onto it's quarry. He pulled the creature back in his massive maw, releasing only to leap upon his victim full force.
He had them pinned, his teeth sinking into flesh. He tore sinew from bone, blood covering him and the ground. Soon the screams faded to whimpers and pleas, and then a whisper as he bled the life from the pitiful creature below him.
Once he was done, he backed away. Maw dripping blood, a gory glint of slick red sliding onto the leaves of the forest floor. There was barely anything left to discern even who it was he had served his sentence upon. The night was still young...