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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 23:32:04 GMT -5
You quickly fall into slumber.
You're running through the forest as a wolf, the grass soft beneath your paws. You feel as though you've been here before, it all feels so familiar.
You hear howls off in the distance.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 23:39:45 GMT -5
He returns the howl, glad to hear someone else around. He starts running in their direction.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 23:45:53 GMT -5
You meet with them, and they run with you. You recognize your father among them. They yip happily as they run.
Then, you are shrouded in darkness. Spiked tentacles erupt from the ground and lash out at you.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 23:49:37 GMT -5
He tries to jump back, or out of the way, and looks around to see what the other wolves are doing.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 23:51:55 GMT -5
The other wolves have shifted to their war-form, and are attacking the tentacles. "Fight, Ulric! Destroy the Wyrm!" they shout at you.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 15, 2007 23:56:30 GMT -5
"Fight?" He looks around at the others, then tries to feel the rage he felt... sometime. He can't remember when. But he remembers he was told to call on his rage to change. His anger grows as he watches the others, especially his father, fighting the nebulous black tentacles.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 15, 2007 23:58:52 GMT -5
You watch as they fall, calling out to you.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 16, 2007 0:08:02 GMT -5
He tries as hard as he can to change, trying to force it out, then he snarls and charges, not caring what form he might have made it to. All he knows is that he has to join in the fray or those he cares about will be hurt.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 16, 2007 0:17:00 GMT -5
You charge in in Crinos form, ripping at the tentacles. But as soon as you cut one down, two more take its place, like some demented Hydra.
You watch your pack fall, and you are surrounded by glowing green eyes.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 16, 2007 0:26:14 GMT -5
He lets out a howl of rage and frustration, his mouth turned to the sky, his fists clenched tight at his sides.
Then in an instant, his fists jolt open, his claws shining with a light all their own as he charges forward, toward the many pairs of green eyes, and starts slashing at the darkness madly.
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Post by RekKa on Apr 16, 2007 0:31:49 GMT -5
You hold your own for a little while, but are soon consumed by the darkness.
You wake within your dream in front of a cave, chains leading inward.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 16, 2007 0:45:34 GMT -5
He looks down at the chains, then starts to follow them into the cave, his eyes first looking behind him to see what was outside, then along the walls to see if there's anything special about this cave. You know, anything other than the fact that it has chains leading inside...
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Post by RekKa on Apr 16, 2007 1:00:46 GMT -5
You hear heavy breathing from within. It is dark inside, but you can kind of see... the cave is deep. Nothing important outside.
You reach the end of the cave. There's a huge wolf chained up in here.
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Post by Brings the Fight on Apr 16, 2007 1:10:40 GMT -5
He steps closer, but something tells him to maintain a little distance.
"Hello? Who are you?"
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Post by RekKa on Apr 16, 2007 1:11:59 GMT -5
Is that any way to greet your elder, pup? it growls at you, fangs bared.
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