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paradisa2013-01-27 10:09 am
lupinotuum) wrote in paradisa2013-01-27 10:09 am
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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!)
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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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. ]
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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. ]