Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32004538-20170914023137/@comment-26510374-20171003012711

"Oi!"

I whipped around. A coyote stood behind me.

"You're a disgrace to my kind!" He spat, along with other taunts. I snarled, a glob of drool forming on my tongue as I stalked forward. Nobody was attacking me. The coyote backed away, the torch he was holding blocking his face.

He hurled more insults, luring me away from the clearing.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a long-forgotten Snowsplinter scrambling away. Good. I didn't want the tiny lynx to get hurt.

The coyote stopped, glowering through the smoke. I shook my head back and forth, growling.

"If you want me," he hissed, stepping away, "then you'll have to GET me!" He whirled around and darted into the woods, his torch lighting the way.

Snarling, I leapt after him. I was at his heels for what felt like an eternity, just a tad slower, just a tad clumsier than he was.

The noises faded. The only sound was the coyote huffing with effort and his nimble, frantic pawsteps quicker than my own.

We came to another clearing. The coyote fell over, exhausted, his torch almost extinguishing when it hit the ground. He scrambled to face me, holding the dying fire over his head bravely.

"Young fool," a voice snarled, not my own, but coming from my throat, my jaws. "You have lost."

"No." He lifted his head, glaring. "You have lost. And you won't torment anyone from now on!" He threw the torch in my face.

I reared up, snarling in pain, pawing at my face to extinguish the flame. I did so, but I was still blinded. I grabbed hold of the coyote, eyes shut, and tore at him blindly. His body went limp.

I slowly opened my watering eyes,falling like a stone as countless pairs of eyes appeared from the darkness and something pierced my side.

I felt my strength drain as an animal emerged from the darkness and crouched over me. I gasped for air, looking up, feeling scared and helpless and weak and like a monster, most of which I hadn't felt in a while.

"Not so tough now, are you?" He rumbled. "That, Slykin, will be the final animal you will murder."

The Necromancer.

I felt and saw a net fall over me. Brutish looking animals emerged and turned me and the net over like I was nothing and tied the corners together.

"This isn't over." I fought for strength.

"It is, Slykin." The Necromancer stood and raised his staff above his head. "Soon, all will know The Bog Beast has been defeated!"

My consciousness ebbs away as my vision fades to black.