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savetheearth2014-02-13 12:52 pm
professorwolf) wrote in savetheearth2014-02-13 12:52 pm
30th Howl [Action | Open | Backdated to 2/12]
Who: Randall Lyall, the wolf version, and OPEN
When: All night, starting two hours after moonrise
Where: Around the city
What: Full moon came a little early this month...
The full moon was on Friday. Lyall was prepared for it, had people coming in, had called Reilanin to see if she was coming, all that. What he was not prepared for was, two nights early, the moon rose and he felt it, felt the change starting without any warning beyond that. The ability to change outside of the full moon, without the control learned from centuries of fighting the change, came with it the drawback of having to fight it for all the nights around the full moon, as well.
He managed to make it off the couch and right into the doorway of his secured bedroom before he lost what little control he had left, and the wolf took over: the angry, hurting, moon-mad wolf who only wanted to attack, kill, and preferably eat whatever, or perhaps whoever, he could get his teeth into.
It took him a little while to get out of the house, once he'd finished healing, but one broken window later, there was a sandy-colored wolf prowling the streets, loose and hunting and completely unafraid of people.
When: All night, starting two hours after moonrise
Where: Around the city
What: Full moon came a little early this month...
The full moon was on Friday. Lyall was prepared for it, had people coming in, had called Reilanin to see if she was coming, all that. What he was not prepared for was, two nights early, the moon rose and he felt it, felt the change starting without any warning beyond that. The ability to change outside of the full moon, without the control learned from centuries of fighting the change, came with it the drawback of having to fight it for all the nights around the full moon, as well.
He managed to make it off the couch and right into the doorway of his secured bedroom before he lost what little control he had left, and the wolf took over: the angry, hurting, moon-mad wolf who only wanted to attack, kill, and preferably eat whatever, or perhaps whoever, he could get his teeth into.
It took him a little while to get out of the house, once he'd finished healing, but one broken window later, there was a sandy-colored wolf prowling the streets, loose and hunting and completely unafraid of people.
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"Diabound! NOW!" he yells as his hand reaches out for the concrete walls before making a desperate leap--
--Vanishing from view to land inside the cold dark and thankfully mostly empty storage with a thud.
Fuck, that was close. His heart was pounding loudly in his ears, breath coming quickly as he scrambled to his feet. Wasn't much time, had to get the door open and then get the fuck out of there as fast as possible to trap the man in side!
There was a clang and a clatter as he tripped over god-knew-what in the dark, letting out a curse. Had to get to the door, had to unlock it and push it....
...open...
...into the snow.
He slowed to a stop.
Fuck.
This wasn't going to work, was it?
Fuck