A Wolves Cry

ch.15 Catch Not Kill!

Now there's another sent in the air, uh that smells good "Blood!" she exclaimed. She slows down and brings one hand to her face, "Sh." Derik turns to tell the others as they slowly starts to show up, one by one. He goes to take Filesha and Mak around to the other side, till Peter shows up. "Derik. No, I'll take them, there's a possibility she won't listen to anyone els here, but we know she'll hear you." Peter said putting one hand on Derik's shoulder pulling him back. (Just because she can hear me. Does not mean, she's going to listen.) He turns back to see Hunter slowly moving in. He moves in behind her as the other's go around to the other side. "Wait Hunt!" He said sternly but quietly, moving one hand to her shoulder. She jumps and looks back at him with almost excitement in her gray eyes. They flicker red and then back to gray. He tightens his gripe in fear of losing her to soon.

She tries to see what it is, bobing and weaving, back and forth. She tries to see what it is when the bush across the way moves. "Their over there, can we go?" She asks hoping she can move in. "Wait." He whispers pulling his phone out. "Okay, but we want to catch not kill!" He's still holding her back, "Ready?"he whispers. She looks back at him, as if to say okay. When Derik gets closer Hunter's eye's turn from gray to a bright glossy red. "Hunter." He pauses, and her puples dilate, "Get him." And before he could even let go she was off.

She rushes into the opening, and she's nolonger thinking, just moving and running. She catches a large man who's just on the edge of the clearing. She follows her nose up on to something, a person. This is it. She's has him pind up against a the tree behind him. When things start to go black and a familiar smell fills her nose. She loses sense of herself trying to stay in control as she's consumed by the dark.

This darkness was all consoming, yet some how she feel safe here.