Shouts and screams could be heard among the pier. Men smelling like the salty sea mixed with the odor of their catch of the day could be seen screaming and running as fast as they could, only their hollers were being overwhelmed by the vicious snarls that came from the creature. The sound of bone and sinew could be heard, a ghastly like scream of life to follow after it only for there to be a moment of silence as another male dies in the grip of the monstrous jaw. With a heavy thud the dead sailor falls to the ground, as one grey paw is lifted and place around the dead creature. With a flick of her grey soaked black banner did the creature begin to stalk for her next prey as her teeth would snap at the nearest victim, hoping to get just another taste. The behemoth lupine was standing tall and proud amongst the dead fish that had fallen from their tables, as the men scrambled to get away, hoping to use the pushed over tables to become like barriers and allow them to keep stall death for a few seconds as they scattered away. There wasn't much a person could do should a wolf the size of a bear comes around. Yet this creature wasn't normally so vicious and cruel, rather she was quite the innocent and quiet thing. Yet tonight she had fallen into the clutches of her feral mind. It had been awhile since she roamed the alleyways and streets as a ghastly monster, but here she was extracting her revenge on a group of men that had caught her in their nets, outlined with their fish hooks that would pierce and enter her skin deep, and only tightened when she moved. As she struggled to get out of the net they would stab her with their pikes the goal tonight to kill the creature that stole from them. Yet she wasn't the only one stealing- she had a partner in her crime and as of right now he was nowhere to be seen.


Standing on the pier, blue-grey eyes narrowed as she watched those that harmed her flee for their very lives. Her twisted mind slowly began to diminish as her form began shift that large size changing into its original size. With no threat around the wolf her mind began to shift away from the feral and back to sanity. With an anguish and painful growl she would turn her head around to see the fish hooks deep within her dark and grey pelt. Opening her jaw her teeth would seize one and with a few painful tugs she managed to pull it out, dropping it on the ground as if it were hot. A painful cry soon followed as the hook was taken out of her skin, her body naturally trying to heal itself. Yet these hooks were submerged all around her, even amongst places that she could not reach. Unable to stay standing for long, after managing to pull off the ones that she could, her form would fall on top of the dead fish. Blue-grey eyes scanning the area as she laid there, with her own blood and the blood that she killed all around her. It would only be a matter of time before the men grew another pair and came back to hunt her down and finish her off. Yet Raven was tired from the attack, and worn out. Her head would lie on the dock as she caught her breath in a soft rhythm, hoping for at least some rest before she ran off. Perhaps her spotted feline friend could take the hooks out and if she was lucky she would pass out before he was done. From the loss of blood and feeling weary from being in her feral mind the she-wolf would close her eyes for a few moments, fighting the urge to sleep as she rested, knowing only that in a few minutes she would have to get up once more and head back to the safety of her warehouse, and maybe, to the side of her spotted feline friend. Yet as she was breathing, when she inhaled she caught an unknown scent, which caused the girls head to move up, blue-grey eyes scanning the dark pier looking for the owner of that odor.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven