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brothersofthedominion:

Every hair on the justiciars body lifted as a chill ran down his spine. That sounded a lot more closer than it needed to be. The Altmer slowly turned to immediately feel his heart drop to a dead stop. A pair of green eyes in the darkness of the hallway pierced his soul and not a moment later, the black blur possessing them leaped towards him at an ungodly speed.

“Sleck!” The mer shrieked, scrambling to get away– only to be blessed with slipping and falling onto the snowy ground just as the massive black blur launched over him, missing him only by a few inches.
The golden color drained from his skin as his eyes were glued to the predator– A humanoid wolf creature towering over him, saliva almost poured from its maw. <”Oh sweet Magnus, no. No, no, no, no- Oh sweet merciful Magnus–”>Paralyzed in fear, he couldn’t take his eyes away from those familiar eyes. His mind was a blur of haphazard thoughts, breathing had never been any harder than it was now.

He eventually got enough of a grip of himself to start crawling backwards, it was the only thought process that he could comprehend in this time of panic– Move. Get the hell out of there.  He eventually found enough force in his arms to push himself up, following his immediate rational instinct of blasting everything he had at this creature. Animals were afraid of fire. This should work. This had better work.

The ‘wolf snarled in annoyance when it missed it’s clumsy prey, turning as it landed with claws sinking into the thick coating of ice on the floor, leaving deep gouges behind. It ripped them free, claws clicking on the ice as it followed the crawling creature, jaws dripping, eyes burning holes into the quarry’s own… It licked it’s chops, saliva hanging down in thin threads from its sharp canines, bared, ready for blood…

When the prey got up onto its feet, the ‘wolf lifted its lips in the start of a roar, a deep growling already crawling up its throat, it was hungry and it wanted the taste of flesh now-

-only to yelp when a wall of fire rushed in from out of nowhere, startling the ‘wolf even as the flames harmlessly passed over it’s pelt, getting a shiver from the sensation. No scent of burnt fur, or feelings of pain…

The werewolf shook its head with a snort, a little blinded from the sudden flare of light, shaking off the heat from its pelt, looking up…

Its prey had fled.

The beast inhaled deeply, rising up on it’s hind legs to let out a bloodthirsty roar, infuriated by the trick. It was going to feast well tonight.