Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-31191359-20171107013649/@comment-30921738-20171113223539

(oh my, watching in shock is absolutely not okay!)

Akurle got up and bared her teeth. She stared out into the darkness as her eyes slowly adjusted. She had better vision in the dark than her wolf form, but only slightly better. Either way, she couldn't see a thing. Then she heard another scream coming from the forest. (is it the endless night forest?) She was about to head that way, until she realized it was several screams, and they were much different then the scream she heard before. Irene suddenly lifted off and headed toward the forest.

So she was left with the other screams.

Akurle tried to recall where she had heard the screams come from. She was pretty sure it was the opposite of the forest, toward the arena. She spread her wings and soared in that direction. She kept low to the grund so she could see it better, and after a while she could hear whimpering. As Akurle kept flying, she saw Prowler and three cubs next to Storm.

Storm was snorting angrily and stomping his feet with his lowered, ready to attack. Prowler stood facing him with a furious and fearful look on her face. She had a long cut down her back which was bleeding badly, but she didn't seem to notice. Cowering behind the lioness were three crying cubs. The largest one was a darkly colored male who was trying to act brave. The second largest was a female who had such bright fur, she was almost white. The smallest was a tiny male who was sobbing so hard that his whole body was shaking and his color fur was exactly the same color as Prowler. Those cubs must be her family. Akurle realized. But there was no father to be seen.

Once Akurle got closer, she realized that Joey the goat was lying on the ground beside Storm. He was crumpled on the ground with his hoof stretched out and several large cuts along his body. It wasn't until she had landed that Akurle realized he was dead.

DUN DUN DUNNNNN