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☽ 004 [ Full Moon ] -- Action.

[ A lone howl rips through the silence of the forest, a long, bone-chilling howl that sends shivers down your spine at the very sound. A dark creature lurks in the woods tonight, neither fully wolf nor human, but a strange and terrifying sort in-between. He is huge and covered in tawny fur, all teeth and claws as sharp as daggers. Gone is the human mind of Remus Lupin, for tonight, Moony reigns king.

He stands rigid under a pool of moonlight, maw lifted to the sky to drink in the scents and sounds drifting on the cold, night air. His plumed tail stands high, the tip twitching as his body hums with nervous excitement. The faint scent of man drifts past, awakening a familiar hunger deep in his bones. Moony is ultimately distracted, though, by the unfamiliarity of his surroundings. This is not the forest he is accustomed to, the trees feel too different. Claws scrape anxiously at the snow under his paws and he croons low. New place. New place.

Moony lifts himself up on his hind-legs, ears pressing back against his skull as he howls again, this time louder and more confident than his last. This shall be his domain.

Enter the forest at your own peril, for Moony will not recognize friend from prey... ]

(ooc: Feel free to encounter Moony if you wish, but please be warned that he will attack without hesitation. Animals will not be harmed unless they pose a direct threat to him, though. Marauders! Please feel free to jack any thread you feel like!)

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[Streuth he hates dogs. And anything remotely dog like. So the howl is enough to make Bunny drop flat on the ground, rabbit instincts overriding the more complex parts of his brain, his ears turning around, trying to detect the direction the sound came from.

Okay seriously, why did anyone not think it was a good idea to tell the rabbit this place had bloody WOLVES? Did they not think it would be an important thing to mention?

Maybe it won't be able to see him. ...Okay so most animals could, but this is a strange world and maybe he'll be lucky. He was never one to run from a possible fight, but when it came to all things canine? Best to just...avoid it at all costs.

So, there's a six foot rabbit trying to sneak back to his burrow in the gardens. Totally invisible, seriously not here dingo. DOOP DOOP]

Rabbit?

[ The voice ought be familiar. In a long black cloak, Arya creeps closer to him, her steps silent. She had heard the howling and tossed on the first warm clothes she could find. If Nymeria is out there and if it's her... ]

[ Rabbits never really interested Moony very much, not unless Padfoot managed to fish one out of its warren for them to chase. He didn't give it a second thought, then, when the scent of rabbit drifted past his nose. He merely huffed and continued on his way.

That is until the voice of a girl could be heard nearby. Moony paused, ears pricking up to listen and nose twitching. Now there is worthwhile prey.

With a growl, Moony turns to chase the voice, tail high and hackles rising. ]

[He hears Arya's voice and rises a little, but keeps his voice low]

Careful, there's something out here. [His ears turn, listening]

Its coming this way. [He'll be pulling his boomerangs out, dog..wolf...whatever it was, he would still defend Arya first]

[ Arya peers at Bunny then the direction he's staring at. Gooseprickles break out on her skin. This seems less and less like a good idea, but in case it is her… ]

Nymeria?

[ She's waiting for a familiar howl. Please be her, please be her. ]

[ Moony lets loose another bone-chilling howl as he charges through the bushes. The moment he has Arya in his sights, Moony releases another howl and gallops straight for her, baring and snapping his teeth. ]

Edited 2013-01-30 04:33 (UTC)

[Bunny's about to ask Arya who Nymeria is, but Moony's attack is the more important matter to deal with. Before he can get near her, Bunny leaps forward, aiming a well placed kick at the werewolf]

Rack off, ya bloody big dingo.

[ Arya startles and falls back. She's quick on her feet again and moving away. Leaving Needle in her belt, she draws the sword Tony made her and turns it on. ]

What sort of wolf is that?!

[ Moony lets out a pained yelp the moment Bunny's foot makes contact with his head. He's forced off-balance, sending him to the ground with a thud. The werewolf recovers quickly though and he pushes himself back up, snarling at Bunnymund. His hackles rise, the fur on his back standing on end.
He begins to pace back and forth, eyes never leaving Bunnymund's frame as he tries to look for an opening around him. ]

[ A snarl rends the air from behind Moony, as Padfoot finally catches up. He's confused by the rabbit, but the little girl's presence is more than enough reason to intervene. He lunges to place himself between Bunnymund and Moony, taking up a defensive stand facing his friend and growling in warning.

Moony no kill. ]

[There were way too many dogs in this place for Bunny's liking. His eyes remain locked on the bigger one. The wolf? Whatever it is. But still, he moves closer to Arya]

Best get out of here little brumby that thing means business, whatever it is.

[ She's edging back before he talks. Cautiously for the moment, to avoid causing alarm.

Which is when Bunny's wish of MORE DOGS comes true as a massive direwolf jumps in front of Arya. She faces Moony, fangs bared in a violent snarl.

...that threw the cautious plan to the seventh hell. ]

Nymeria! Come!

[ Arya turns and flees, praying to the old gods and the new Nymeria will actually listen this time. ]

[ Padfoot's sudden appearance forces Moony to lower his head, his ears laying flat. He snarls softly, fangs still bared and tail slashing back and forth. Moony is conflicted to say the very least. His instincts dictate that he should attack, for no one stands between a werewolf and his prey, but the human part of his mind is screaming for him to stand down. He growls and chances a step forward, ignoring the voice like he would a fly.

The girl's voice is what triggers another bout of blood-lust.

The moment she calls for her wolf and turns to flee, Moony snarls and tries to leap around Padfoot and Bunnymund, not wanting his prey to get away from him. ]

[ Padfoot growls in reply, trying to keep between Arya and Moony.

Moony retreat no kill

When he leaps forward, though, Padfoot lunges to stop him, making to tackle Moony to the ground. He can't let him get to the girl.

Moony bad! Moony no kill! Moony attack bad! ]

[Bunny is even less willing to let that thing hurt Arya. That would be a giant six foot rabbit landing on your back, Moony, pulling out a serrated boomerang, which might as well be a knife for what it can do]

You'd best behave yourself, mate, This is your last warning.

[ Arya almost turns around. She's quite had it with people dying for her. If Rabbit gets hurt, it'll all be her fault again. She's a bad luck charm and it's always everyone around her that ends up hurt. It's not fair.

But when she tries Nymeria blocks her way. For once, the direwolf bares her fangs at her. When Arya tries to get past her, Nymeria snaps at Arya's elbow. ]

What is wrong with you?!

[ Surprise keeps her moving away. The direwolf takes advantage and herds the girl further from the animals. ]

[ Moony just barely manages to evade Padfoot's attempt to tackle him, but he's forced off-balance and the moment he feels the Rabbit's weight on his back, he tumbles to the ground with a bone-crunching thud.

His mind flashes with white-hot pain, cutting through the bloodlust like a sharp knife. He snarls as he tries to struggle, tries to remove the pressure the Rabbit's weight puts on him, but the sudden feel of a serrated edge against the back of his neck stops him.

Fear courses through him, the girl entirely forgotten, and he looks to Padfoot desperately, whimpering wolf-words to him.

Moony hurt. Mate help. ]

Edited 2013-02-12 10:55 (UTC)

[ WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHAT. MATE WHAT. Sirius rears back a little, not sure how to react at first. But Remus is whimpering, and the panic that causes overrides his hesitation quickly.

He barks at Bunnymund, pawing at the large rabbit urgently.

Moony not bad. No hurt friend. ]

[The dog's reaction is the only thing that stops Bunnymund going in for the kill, really. It gives him a moment to look at the dog - streuth he hates dogs - before glancing down at the beast]

What's wrong with you?

[ Moony whimpers softly as he feels the Rabbit pause and his ears prick forward momentarily before they flatten against his skull once more. Anxiously, he claws at the snow beneath his paws, wanting so badly to run, to be safe with Padfoot by his side. The human side of his mind is panicking, overriding the bloodlust and Moony snorts and tries to push it back.

No kill, no kill. ]

[Church had been taking his time getting back to the castle after his visit to York's campsite. He'd been in no hurry to be back among other people again.

In fact there was something peaceful about the way the moonlight lit the snowy forest. At least until the howling started.]

"The fuck was that?"

[going exploring at night when you couldn't sleep seemed like a good idea at the time and hey, it was kind of pretty outside tonight.

except for the howling. when that started Dextera started walking faster. the mute didn't know what it was but it really didn't sound friendly.]

[Danny was out on his nightly patrol when he heard that sound. He stops short and listens intently. A howl? He hadn't heard anything like that since the last time Wulf had come for a visit. But there weren't any werewolves here, right?

Well, it wasn't like he had anything better to do. He rises into the air and begins speeding towards the source of the sound.]

[Evan knew better than to be outside after dark, but his desire to protect people and to be a True Hero often overrode his common sense. So, here he was, dressed in his winter coat and jeans, a flashlight in his gloved hands, his ears expanded to pick up noises that most would miss. When he hears that unearthly howl split the air, he instinctively shrinks his ears back to their normal size, and searches his memory for what kind of animal could make a noise like that. It sounded like a wolf, but it was much bigger than that. Just to be on the safe side, he expands one of his hands to about twice it's normal size, and clenches it into a hammer-like fist.]

Is...umm...is someone out there? Miss Sinclaire? Are you here now too?

[ Moony lifts his head at the sound of a faint voice carried on the wind and he pauses, ears pricked as a flash of light glows in the distance. Without a second thought, the beast prowls forward, picking his way delicately and silently toward his prey. ]

[With his ears returned to their normal size, Evan can't hear the creature advancing on him, but he nevertheless turns off his flashlight so he doesn't draw too much attention to himself, and stuffs it into the pocket of his coat, instead forcefully expanding his pupils so that his normally red eyes appear almost completely black instead. He knows something's out there, but he doesn't want to do anything drastic until he's sure of who, or what it is. He's fighting his fight or flight response pretty hard, his instinct to run and hide in the shadows, but if his run-in with Sabretooth taught him anything, it's that hiding doesn't help. Nevertheless, Evan drops into a defensive stance, his eyes scanning every inch of the area ahead of him, waiting for the mysterious creature to make it's presence known.]

[ The forest has become a sort of safe haven for her, especially when it comes to feeding -- after she's collected her blood bags from the clinic. When she hears the howl she doesn't have to follow it to know the source: a wolf.

A big wolf. Was it Nymeria? After finishing her meal, she's going to travel deeper into the forest to find whoever is making it. The closer she gets, the more she realizes it isn't the direwolf. And the second she actually pinpoints Remus, she crouches low on the branch she's claimed and observes.

Being here has changed her outlook some; she's willing to give this wolf a chance to identify itself. Ask first, snarl at later. ]

[ The wolf does not notice Abby's presence at first, too preoccupied with investigating a scent left on the bark of a tall oak. For something so big and frightening, he is oddly calm in that moment, simply investigating his new territory.

That is until a cold breeze carries a strong scent of blood past his nose. Human blood.

Moony's body seems to spring to action in seconds, his mind a frenzy of blood-lust and huntattackkill. His hackles rise, a snarl ripping through his throat as he looks over his shoulder. His eyes gleam sharply in the darkness as he sets his sights directly on her and growls, low and threatening. ]

[ Well, then, that much is set: it's a threat and, with the castle in the distance, she's even more on edge. People she's grown to love and call friends are there, she isn't about to let him out of her sight. So, without sparing another thought on the matter, she drops from her perch.

In response, she growls right back. The body was human but her eyes and expression tell the tale -- while she had been human once, she's not anymore. Snarling: ]

Leave.

[ As threatening and intimidating as she is, Moony is much bigger and the blood-lust that has fogged his mind pushes him forward. He rises up on his hind-legs, jaws snapping as he snarls a challenge. One does not simply tell a werewolf to leave. ]

[ She chooses to stand her ground, practically daring him to make the first move so she could justify attacking. Those eerie looking eyes never leave Moony's frame, so the challenge is noted.

And accepted, it seems, as she starts to approach with her growling magnifying with every step taken forward. ]

[ With his challenge accepted, Moony wastes no time in lunging for her, paw outstretched and aimed to knock her off balance. He takes a swipe at her, his large paw whistling through the air, claws outstretched. ]

[ While Moony has the advantage in size and seemingly intent, she's light on her feet and uses the speed to her own advantage. She jumps backwards and while it appears she might attempt to sink her teeth into paw that only narrowly misses wounding her, he does manage to take a chunk out of her sweater, she stops herself.

Would her bite affect a werewolf like it would a human? She didn't want to chance that. For the time being, she never takes her eyes off of the wolf as she slowly makes a point of pacing around him. It isn't long, however, before she lunges at him. She couldn't bite him, but a punch to the snout is fair game. ]

[ Moony snarls as she manages to evade his attack and drops down on all fours, instead preparing to lunge at her. Unlike Abby, he has no qualms about sinking his teeth into her flesh. He doesn't think of the consequences, just on the instinct to bite, to taste blood on his tongue.

He watches her carefully as she begins to pace around him. His hackles rise again, his entire body ready to spring. When she does lunge at him and takes aim at his snout, he takes the chance to snap at her hand the moment she's close enough. ]

[ Sneaky, sneaky.

Aware of the good, bad and ugly when it comes to various bites, she's not about to allow this wolf to claim any part of her hand. Another close call but, once she catches on, she jerks her hand away so that the only thing Moony enjoys is a mouthful of air.

What this a resident? Who knows, but they had to be stopped before they ventured beyond the wood. Aside from the occasional snarl, she doesn't advance as quickly again. She's watching now, searching his face and eyes for anything that might shed light on her dilemma.

Full werewolf, or tortured soul? She just doesn't know. Wolves traveled in pack but, at least for the time being, there's only the one. You're absolutely maddening to this kid, Moony. ]

[ Sirius is already there- Padfoot, that is, walked out with him to the woods that Granger told them about as the sun dropped over the horizon. As Moony lets out that familiar, feral howl, Padfoot growls gently.

Padfoot alpha.

Somewhere, in the cramped space of his animal brain, the territorial tone in his friend's lupine voice doesn't go unnoticed. For everyone's sake, he needs to remind Moony who was truly in charge. ]

Edited 2013-01-29 20:46 (UTC)

[ Padfoot's little reminder certainly didn't go unnoticed to Moony. Dropping back on all fours, he growls back softly and lowers his head, ears pinning themselves to his skull. It's a clear gesture of submission and this time, without any sort of hesitation. Normally Moony would issue a challenge, as though to test whether this time, Padfoot would give up control. Perhaps it was simply because of the unfamiliar forest?

He whimpers as he steps forward cautiously, lifting his head only to give Padfoot's noise a little lick.

Padfoot alpha. ]

[ Padfoot leans forward to open his jaws over Moony's throat, a gesture of dominance they've grown accustomed to. He's a little confused by the werewolf's behavior- a bit too submissive than he's used to- but by all means, he encourages it if it means it'll be easier to keep him reined in.

He pulls away and gives a playful yip now, as he turns and bounds further into the woods, inviting him to come play in the dark depths. ]

Edited 2013-01-31 06:32 (UTC)

[ Moony readily accepts it, a soft whine leaving his throat as he feels the brush of Padfoot's teeth on his neck. Despite this unfamiliar place, he's glad to have a familiar face with him -- especially Padfoot.

As Padfoot pulls away and yips playfully, Moony perks up and responds with a yip of his own, tail wagging a little. He bounds after Padfoot excitedly, racing him through the trees and howling for joy. ]

[ Padfoot's satisfied with this, to say the least. He heads in the direction of the sound of water, carried by paws pounding against the ground.

When he finds himself at a river, he skids to a halt before giving a happy yip and looking behind him for the werewolf following him. ]

[ Moony is quick to catch up to him, tail high and wagging like crazy as he bumps him gently with his nose and bounds away along the banks of the river. It's a game he's familiar with playing, though it isn't any less odd to see such a fearsome creature prancing about with his tongue lolling and tail wagging, playing tag of all things. ]

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☽ 004 [ Full Moon ] -- Action.

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YES. ( no, i have not been gleefully waiting for this)

(Oh believe me, I've been waiting since I got here. XD)

I can imagine! She'll feel bad for this later, but for now.. >]

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