02-28-2016, 10:01 PM
I'm so glad that he let me try it again
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin
'Cause my last time on earth I lived a whole world of sin
The old, ‘curvy’ mare surprises him. She’s got more than a few tricks up her sleeves it seems and despite what he may have thought, Lupei is not well-equipped to handle what she throws at him. Before he can blink, the two of them have shot into the tumultuous sky, the enemy below them growing ever fainter. In simple terms, Lupei flips his shit. Where once he held on for pain, now he holds fast for dear life. He finds himself scrambling madly on her back, trying to mount her as if the two of them were in a ridiculous dog-and-pony show. She’s enjoying this, he reckons, because she chooses to alter their course and drop the forty or so feet back to earth. He clings, helplessly, hind legs drifting upwards at their precarious descent.
When they level out to fly above the scene of chaos below, Lupei realizes one of two things. One: That he could not shift back in this situation - he was doomed to endure the ride from hell. Two: They were headed straight for the Jungle witch who’d stripped him of a well-grown mane and tail and left him to suffocate in his own blood. Neither of these two things seem too appealing to the Chamber wolf, so what happens next is really not his fault. He sees himself pushed into a corner, and like any cornered predator, he would fight his way out like a madman.
A sharp, mind-twisting pain sears into his right shoulder - his vision goes white. He can’t see exactly what Prague has given him, but he knows that something like this will be permanent. On his wolf body, he still had a full coat; but the fact that this new body art stuck no matter what form he was in told him that the Jungle was taking his actions very personally. With a muffled roar the black behemoth ignites, a white-blue comet that soars above the madness and engulfs the chubby, grey mare, turning her to ash beneath him.
The fall is long, with the two trailing slowly away from the group until they descend into the crowded wood. When the mare is no more, Lupei finds himself flung against a thick trunk, body falling to the earth with a solid thud. The force of the impact has knocked him out, probably for the better, because if he were awake he’d be able to feel the pain of the broken shoulder he was due to nurse for some time now. At least he could sleep easy with the taste of victory in his mouth and the smell of burning horseflesh to sweeten his dreams.
When they level out to fly above the scene of chaos below, Lupei realizes one of two things. One: That he could not shift back in this situation - he was doomed to endure the ride from hell. Two: They were headed straight for the Jungle witch who’d stripped him of a well-grown mane and tail and left him to suffocate in his own blood. Neither of these two things seem too appealing to the Chamber wolf, so what happens next is really not his fault. He sees himself pushed into a corner, and like any cornered predator, he would fight his way out like a madman.
A sharp, mind-twisting pain sears into his right shoulder - his vision goes white. He can’t see exactly what Prague has given him, but he knows that something like this will be permanent. On his wolf body, he still had a full coat; but the fact that this new body art stuck no matter what form he was in told him that the Jungle was taking his actions very personally. With a muffled roar the black behemoth ignites, a white-blue comet that soars above the madness and engulfs the chubby, grey mare, turning her to ash beneath him.
The fall is long, with the two trailing slowly away from the group until they descend into the crowded wood. When the mare is no more, Lupei finds himself flung against a thick trunk, body falling to the earth with a solid thud. The force of the impact has knocked him out, probably for the better, because if he were awake he’d be able to feel the pain of the broken shoulder he was due to nurse for some time now. At least he could sleep easy with the taste of victory in his mouth and the smell of burning horseflesh to sweeten his dreams.
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RIP Lyris <3 Night night Lupei.