11-13-2021, 06:18 AM
The heavy fall of her paws beat the sopping earth in unison to the pounding of her desperate heart. The torrential downpour fought to push the golden wolf astray, but she would not give in to its will. Just a few strides ahead of her sprinted the object of her fury. The wolf that had stabbed her in the back. The wolf that had tarnished her family's reputation. How pathetic. The betrayal she felt deep in her soul fueled her forward, no rain nor storm would be able to dissuade her pursuit.
She had to be the one to destroy him.
It was her duty, her purpose. This was what she was trained for. What she lived for. To serve her pack, without hesitation or bias. The Falcon doubled her efforts as she quickly began to close the gap her prey had created. Justice was blind, and so too would The Falcon be as she lurched forward with snapping jaws. Her fangs struck like lightning, sinking deeply into flesh of her own kin. Her brother, her own blood, yelped in anguish as he was dragged to the muddied ground with a wet slap. The masked shewolf too slid through the muck, staining her sleek fur with its filth. She couldn't find it in herself to care this time despite herself, her rage all encompassing. She stood tall, her shadow casting long over the body of her dear little brother. The wolf before her struggled to stand, his torn leg buckling under his weight with each failed attempt. The coward hadn't even looked her way since he'd begun his escape.
"Get up," The Falcon snarled, her canines glinting in the crackle of light that sparked above her. She'd lost her patience with this traitor. Her hackles rose and her head lowered as she stalked forward. The muddied wolf crawled through the sludge like the worm he was.
"Get up!" She bellowed, her deep voice echoing like thunder around the pair, "Face me in battle." She bristled, her tail held high with authority as she commanded her opponent to rise and fight her properly. It was then that her brother finally began to turn his head. Slowly. Slowly.
And then he faced her fully.
An audible gasp escaped her maw. There was no face. Nothing but a blank slate. A smooth and featureless surface where a face should be. Who was he? The rain continued to pour in spite of Falcon's world coming to a stand still. She suddenly couldn't remember. Her thoughts were foggy, and her vision swam. She growled and shook her head, trying to get a grip on herself. All at once the world screeched at her, the sound of each raindrop amplified to an unbearable cacophony of noise. Thunder boomed overhead, its sound shattering over Falcon's head. The shewolf grit her teeth, her form shrinking as the chaos grew evermore.
Falcon snapped, her body moving of its own volition towards the catalyst of her suffering. Her jaws spread wide around the vulnerable throat of the faceless beast, her ivory fangs seeking blood.
Her teeth clicked together, her strike missing its mark. The world shifted rapidly, all noise dying in an instant as she was suddenly being dragged down by gravity. Her body slammed down hard onto the mossy terrain that very much wasn't where she was mere seconds ago. She tumbled down the small slope ungracefully, her long limbs tangling into a heap of gold and brown before finally settling into the silent hills of this desolate landscape. She took a moment to breathe.
It must have been a dream. A memory distorted by imagination. Logical reasoning, surely, but it didn't explain at all how she had ended up here. Wherever here was. She watched as the eerie tendrils of white plumes crept over the natural curvature of the scene towards her, hazing the true nature of this mysterious land.
She stood up, as did her fur. As she rose, her nose pointed to the clouded sky. She could feel the tension in her sore muscles as she tried to garner a sense of understanding to ease her racing mind. She wasn't keen on the position she found herself in by any means.
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She had to be the one to destroy him.
It was her duty, her purpose. This was what she was trained for. What she lived for. To serve her pack, without hesitation or bias. The Falcon doubled her efforts as she quickly began to close the gap her prey had created. Justice was blind, and so too would The Falcon be as she lurched forward with snapping jaws. Her fangs struck like lightning, sinking deeply into flesh of her own kin. Her brother, her own blood, yelped in anguish as he was dragged to the muddied ground with a wet slap. The masked shewolf too slid through the muck, staining her sleek fur with its filth. She couldn't find it in herself to care this time despite herself, her rage all encompassing. She stood tall, her shadow casting long over the body of her dear little brother. The wolf before her struggled to stand, his torn leg buckling under his weight with each failed attempt. The coward hadn't even looked her way since he'd begun his escape.
"Get up," The Falcon snarled, her canines glinting in the crackle of light that sparked above her. She'd lost her patience with this traitor. Her hackles rose and her head lowered as she stalked forward. The muddied wolf crawled through the sludge like the worm he was.
"Get up!" She bellowed, her deep voice echoing like thunder around the pair, "Face me in battle." She bristled, her tail held high with authority as she commanded her opponent to rise and fight her properly. It was then that her brother finally began to turn his head. Slowly. Slowly.
And then he faced her fully.
An audible gasp escaped her maw. There was no face. Nothing but a blank slate. A smooth and featureless surface where a face should be. Who was he? The rain continued to pour in spite of Falcon's world coming to a stand still. She suddenly couldn't remember. Her thoughts were foggy, and her vision swam. She growled and shook her head, trying to get a grip on herself. All at once the world screeched at her, the sound of each raindrop amplified to an unbearable cacophony of noise. Thunder boomed overhead, its sound shattering over Falcon's head. The shewolf grit her teeth, her form shrinking as the chaos grew evermore.
Falcon snapped, her body moving of its own volition towards the catalyst of her suffering. Her jaws spread wide around the vulnerable throat of the faceless beast, her ivory fangs seeking blood.
Her teeth clicked together, her strike missing its mark. The world shifted rapidly, all noise dying in an instant as she was suddenly being dragged down by gravity. Her body slammed down hard onto the mossy terrain that very much wasn't where she was mere seconds ago. She tumbled down the small slope ungracefully, her long limbs tangling into a heap of gold and brown before finally settling into the silent hills of this desolate landscape. She took a moment to breathe.
It must have been a dream. A memory distorted by imagination. Logical reasoning, surely, but it didn't explain at all how she had ended up here. Wherever here was. She watched as the eerie tendrils of white plumes crept over the natural curvature of the scene towards her, hazing the true nature of this mysterious land.
She stood up, as did her fur. As she rose, her nose pointed to the clouded sky. She could feel the tension in her sore muscles as she tried to garner a sense of understanding to ease her racing mind. She wasn't keen on the position she found herself in by any means.
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