lupinotuum: (full moon)
lupinotuum ([personal profile] lupinotuum) wrote in [community profile] paradisa2013-04-01 11:38 pm
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☽ 008 [ Waxing ] - - Action / Dictated / The morning after the Full / First Loss.

 [ There's a rather horrible, gut-wrenching howl being broadcast through the journals this morning. A pained, frightened noise from a creature who had only been bounding through the forest, yipping and howling for joy just mere hours before. What had started out as a rather enjoyable night under the moon had turned into one of Remus' worst nightmares. Waking up to find himself still a wolf -- still Moony -- was something that had only existed in his dreams; a fear that had plagued him since he was very young. To have it become reality, well...

Let's just say he wasn't taking it too well at all.

The castle is responsible for this, that much he is certain of. He is lucky enough to have his full mind intact still, but the panic and the fear clouds his mind, impairs his judgement. Without any regard to Sirius -- nor any warning for that matter -- he bolts, tail between his legs and the whites of his eyes showing as he races through the pines toward the Castle. His heart is beating a million miles a second, all sorts of thoughts screaming and buzzing inside his skull like a swarm of angry hornets. He's beyond scared at this point.

Please, no no no ... not this!

Before long, he finds himself at the steps, and he stumbles as his paws scrabble over the melting snow and ice still covering the stone. If he can just get to his room before anyone sees him...
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(ooc: anybody is welcome to either confront him in the forest or in the castle. He's safe to approach -- mostly.)

fanstheflame: (saints can't help me now)

[personal profile] fanstheflame 2013-04-09 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[it was coming closer. and it was at least as big as him. Gale forced himself to breathe slowly, to not be afraid. animals could sense it, especially mutts, and he needed every advantage he could get if this thing was coming at him. the knife he held wouldn't do much good on its own, but... maybe he could lead the thing back toward one of his snares. if nothing else, it would buy him enough time to get away. he backed up slowly, keeping his eyes on it, effortlessly stepping over the wire he'd set in the underbrush]
fanstheflame: (fascinating.)

[personal profile] fanstheflame 2013-04-13 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ha. Gale nods to himself. he's not sure how long it's going to take the mutt to get free, but if he's going to run, he'd better run.

... but to run, or to go back and kill it ... something that big could go a long way toward dinner for a group the size of the one he's living with. he tilts his head, trying to get a better look at the creature, to see if it's something he could finish off without getting hurt...]