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Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: Cali
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Janie Hartford
Second Year |  Moldy Voldy FOOBS
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Originally Posted by Antwone Thomas  As Antwone tumbled into the brush it happened almost instantly. Through the thick canopy came the brilliant moonlight beam, reflecting into his glasses, into his bright brown eyes that were now transforming to a sickly yellow. The last of the man let out a scream as his jawline broke and re-grew, protruding outward into a snout. His t-shirt ripped as his bones and muscles grew too big for it and black fur shot out from his skin. The shoes on his feet shot out and hit a nearby tree as large, clawed toes ripped through its leather. The pain was excruciating but nulled.
The wolf was back. Antwone lied on the ground as he waited for his potion to work but he wasn't sure if it had.
Kill. Rip. Eat.
No!
Another! Female! Kill together!
No! He thought he had done it right! He had made Wolfsbane for almost all his life. But he had never taken it when so close to another wolf. Perhaps that bond was enough for the Wolf inside to beat the effects of the potion. But Antwone couldn't let that happen, as he heard Alma's wolf jump into the clearing.
Help! Surround the humans!
His thoughts became more simplified, more goal-oriented. Though he still maintain his human mind, the wolf's instinct took over as he launched himself into the clearing, just behind the group.
He saw the other wolf all ready identifying her first kill. As she took off for the witch, Antwone's wolf shot up over the group, aiming to bite for her exposed neck when ...
... the black wolf fell sideways as he was hit with the spell, surrounded by ropes that he immediately began to chew through.
Oh no he thought as Alma continued her attack. Quote:
Originally Posted by HannahLongbottom Samson picked his way through the undergrowth and helped her up. As he supported her, she noticed that it was difficult to breathe deeply and her ribs were painful. She saw his face whiten
He steered her towards a tree and she leaned against it gratefully. She could tell that he was trying to reach a decision about what to do next.
"Find Santana or Violet," she told him, forcing as much air into her lungs as she possibly could "Let them know that I've gone to St. Mungo's." She had avoided his question because she was unsure of the answer.
She forced herself away from the tree and turned on the spot, disappearing into thin air.
Alma was satisfied with the small bit of damage she'd done to the human (whom smelled rather delicious and she was so very hungry) but she was aggravated when she was distracted by some spell. Ropes going everywhere and then around the other wolf. The especially loud and shrill yellow-haired human...was smelling better. She saw the wand pointed at her and she crouched low to the ground, barely dodging whatever shiny spell was coming at her.
She swung her heavy, fur covered head quickly to the side to see that her prey had gotten away and she growled in her frustration. However Antwone was not fit for eating now...he was subdued. A pleased sounding snarl came from Alma; Every delicious morsel was hers now. Maybe she'd help the other wolf later, when she'd killed the humans. Maybe. If he was weak...she might do away with him herself.
She started running fast at the remaining humans, her claws kicking up earth as she closed the distance between herself and the shrill human and the one who had stolen her prey. She made it seem as if she were going to tackle the shrill one head on but at the last second she turned and went after the snack stealer. He would have to offer himself up as replacement. She went after him, claws extended for his throat and jaws wide open in anticipation of a fresh meal.
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