Thread: looking to the past/ Atten any

Woken by the anguished cry, Ariadne silently stalks through the trees toward the source of the sound, keeping in mind that a wounded animal is at its most deadly. At the sight of the destruction, she stops short and draws her knife, well aware that this is most likely a futile gesture.

Cassil jumps at the sound of someone in pain rushes out of her cabin to find the wounded creature and help heal it`s misery finds dog in anguis and calls to him in a soothing voice "i`m here child "walking up slowly to him

Dog Looks to the two and howls wildly, he starts to rush them the closest first, claws out fangs speeding for the next victims throat,

((clearly not incontrol of his actions!!))

Cassil takes a defencive stance looking dog in the eyes seeing his rage and speaks to the other person "back off slowly he can`t control it yet " and not taking her eyes of the charging child not sure as to how to help only that she has to do some thing to ease his change and save them all ,feeling the fustration building and her own change immant begins to back away slowly still talking to dog "please stop calm down i feel your pain and i know the hurt "tears welling in her eyes looking at dog .you don`t want to hurt me it`s cassil "

Ariadne, though clearly afraid, refuses to run. She takes a defensive stance behind and slightly to the right of Cassil, covering her flank. "I know what I'm doing. Not sure about you, though...he doesn't know you." She glances quickly at her surroundings. "There," she shouts, "I can see a stand of close trees. Let's fall back to them--if we can get in someplace tight, he can't follow us."

Growling The Werewolf, reaches for some of the crushed tree and beats it to the ground breaking it. then he sees the one move, hears the other speak, lowering his stance he starts to circle. then charges howling as he does.

"alright lets fall back there to the trees and try to figure out a course of action so no one gets hurt

He rippes after the two, clawing wildly and nashing at the trees they hide be hinde. screeming, howling, he limbers up and grips one of the trees and puts a foot on another trying for leverage to brake it down.

Ariadne moves like the wind, blurring from one tree to another. She does her dance in the highest branches of the forest, relying on the greater size of her pursuer to keep her safe.