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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 17:13:25 GMT -5
You knock it back, and it whimpers. The other two attack you simultaneously, one from each side.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 17:44:10 GMT -5
He's still looking at this very much like football at the moment, and sometime two big heavy guys try to squish you together on a play, and in those situations the best thing to do is try to get the heck out of the way so they hit each other instead. He tries his best to dodge out of the way, maybe rolling towards the dining room so he can check on Sven and Fjorna.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 17:50:03 GMT -5
Smack! They hit each other and give chase, not really phazed.
You get up, slipping on the hardwood floor. Sven and Fjorna are nothing more than spatters of blood on the wall, really... you reach out to touch Fjorna, and catch sight of your hand in the light. It looks much more like a giant clawed paw than a hand.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 17:57:21 GMT -5
His mind is jumbled and confused, and he has a hard time deciding which to be more scared of, the fact that his hand looks like something out of a horror movie, or that his brother and sister look like they're dead.
He falls to his knees and lets out a gutteral cry of pain and anguish, temporarily forgetting his pursuers.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 17:59:40 GMT -5
They certainly don't forget about you. They leap at you, tearing into your back with their claws and teeth. The leader stays back for a moment.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 18:04:01 GMT -5
He reaches over his back to grab at their scruff and try to throw/pull them over his body so they'll at least be in front of him.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 18:09:37 GMT -5
You hear the leader bark out some kind of command, and the two attacking you overpower you and turn you to face the leader using their jaws to direct you. You lock eyes and you freeze in absolute terror. The leader smiles wickedly.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 18:17:34 GMT -5
"What... what the heck do you want with me?" he manages to stammer.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 18:25:12 GMT -5
"Deatttthhhh," he replies, grabbing your throat and squeezing with his claws.
Just as your vision begins to fade, you hear a loud crack and a piercing bang. The wolf loses his grip on you and turns to see what the noise was from.
It's your mom, with a shotgun. She pumps and takes aim at the leader. A giant grey wolf comes out from behind her and leaps at one of the others, tearing into it with furious speed. You are freed from the grip and can move again.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 18:43:15 GMT -5
He sees his mom, but isn't sure what to make of the wolf thing with her. It's attacking the things holding him, but what's to say it isn't just as bad as them? He takes this moment of freedom to pull himself away from his captors, turn, and run. He's just trying to get out of the house and away from all this.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 18:53:48 GMT -5
You run out the back door, into the yard, and finally into the nearby forest. You're badly injured, running on all fours.
It isn't long before the grey wolf catches up with you.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 18:57:21 GMT -5
"No! Stay back. I've had quite enough of wolves and dogs today!" He tries to back up slowly but keeps facing the grey wolf, his claws and fangs bared.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 20:03:33 GMT -5
It approaches slowly, changing shape. It's your father.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 20:06:46 GMT -5
"D-Dad?" He runs over and tries to bury himself in his fathers arms.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 20:10:10 GMT -5
At first you smother him with your huge, beastly self... but as he holds you, you calm down and feel as though you've returned to normal. "Ulric, are you alright?"
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