02-21-2020, 01:23 AM
[glow=white,1,400]I'LL KILL MY ENEMIES WHEN THEY COME — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
he couldn't stop. he couldn't stop his body from moving. he couldn't stop the hunger, the pain, the force that kicked him to the back of his own mind every time that he tried to take control. he didn't know where he was, he didn't know what he was, he didn't know what was happening. he wasn't aware of what was happening, what the other force in this body was doing, nothing. he surfaced for seconds, not long enough for him to register anything. he wanted his brothers. he just wanted his brothers back. he couldn't feel them, couldn't sense them, it's like they were just gone. what would he do without them? oh spirit, he hurt so much.
he was moving, moving, moving towards the creature. he couldn't do anything now. the other force was overwhelming and cloying, sticking and covering him in a dense net and tying him down. he was so tired. he was weak, strength waning more and more each time that he attempted to take his body back. his senses were closed off, isolating him from everything. he was caged like a songbird, unable to do but cry.
Until he wasn't.
a new presence. pulling, fighting, cutting. the force tried to hold on but it wasn't enough, wasn't strong enough for this brawl, and then it was gone. it was gone and he was free. there was so much now, so much pain, sound, light. the dirt under him, the crying of the creature hurt under him, the overwhelming pain that seemed to inhabit every one of his cells. it was too much at once, and he had nothing to fight against the demands in his mind. STOP. LAY DOWN.
he complied.
collapsed beside the creature, he began to shut down. his eyes closed, his breathing slowed. then a new connection was made, and he felt everything and more. pain, terror, anguish, anger, confusion, hate. so much pain. his consciousness grasped at fibres as he shook, unable to stop the onslaught. the creature hated him, she hated him. he had hurt her? he had hurt her! no, no, no, no, no.
this was too much for the damaged wolf and he could only manage a quiet whine. he couldn't move, she didn't want him near her. he had to stay laying down, although he couldn't really do otherwise. she was still bleeding, he was still bleeding. his once piercing blue eyes were dark with grief and regret as they met Sam's, locking for but a few seconds before giving in and looking down. oh no.
[open now. if you hurt wolfy, it'll hurt sam oop-.] [glow=white,1,400]speech[/glow]
he was moving, moving, moving towards the creature. he couldn't do anything now. the other force was overwhelming and cloying, sticking and covering him in a dense net and tying him down. he was so tired. he was weak, strength waning more and more each time that he attempted to take his body back. his senses were closed off, isolating him from everything. he was caged like a songbird, unable to do but cry.
Until he wasn't.
a new presence. pulling, fighting, cutting. the force tried to hold on but it wasn't enough, wasn't strong enough for this brawl, and then it was gone. it was gone and he was free. there was so much now, so much pain, sound, light. the dirt under him, the crying of the creature hurt under him, the overwhelming pain that seemed to inhabit every one of his cells. it was too much at once, and he had nothing to fight against the demands in his mind. STOP. LAY DOWN.
he complied.
collapsed beside the creature, he began to shut down. his eyes closed, his breathing slowed. then a new connection was made, and he felt everything and more. pain, terror, anguish, anger, confusion, hate. so much pain. his consciousness grasped at fibres as he shook, unable to stop the onslaught. the creature hated him, she hated him. he had hurt her? he had hurt her! no, no, no, no, no.
this was too much for the damaged wolf and he could only manage a quiet whine. he couldn't move, she didn't want him near her. he had to stay laying down, although he couldn't really do otherwise. she was still bleeding, he was still bleeding. his once piercing blue eyes were dark with grief and regret as they met Sam's, locking for but a few seconds before giving in and looking down. oh no.
[open now. if you hurt wolfy, it'll hurt sam oop-.] [glow=white,1,400]speech[/glow]