Post by Jamie Ryan McKinnley on Jun 17, 2013 9:00:09 GMT -5
Jamie ran from his fear with blind eyes and no intent.
The girl; her lips, her touch...the young werewolf should have been pissed off more than anything but the emotion that had him tearing off into the woods that night was unadulterated panic. His heart was a pack of wild horses within his chest; his breath uneven and harder to catch than lightning bugs on a cold morning. And the wolf ran without really seeing. There were trees all around him and nothing else.
The moon was perched high in the onyx sky but it's light barely reached him through the thick canopy of the woodland.
As his boots kept on pushing forward Jamie forgot he cared where he was headed and began to trust the instinct inside of him.
Somewhere between the well-traveled path fading into uninhabited forest, the werewolf lost human sight and begun to see through the eyes of his inner animal. The panting breaths that escaped him were still erratic, but he was more focused than before. Unbidden, fangs tore up through his lower gums and his nails lengthened to sharp claws. He moved with a speed that belied his form; for even though now he was the beast instead of the man, his body still retained its human appearance.
Of course the young male didn't realize this transformation had occurred. He never did.
Since the unknown alpha had ripped his partner to shreds and then infected him, he had blacked out every single time the shift within him happened. Long story short; his cognizance took a back seat to the animal behaviors of his 'wilder side'.
For some reason the waters edge was where his feet had taken him. Like a creature straight out of the desolate, Jamie dropped to his hands and his knees at the bank of the lapping, gentle waves and used his arms to drag the water towards him.
He splashed his face and it felt good. The water was icy and exhilarating and stung his cheeks and glowing eyes. He did it again and this time washed his russet hair and let the moisture run down over the front of tee-shirt until it was soaked as well.
Throwing his head back against his neck, Jamie opened his mouth and a low growl reverberated in his throat and then fled through his lips as a loud howl that echoed all around the calm night.