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Post by beckii on Oct 7, 2011 4:27:51 GMT -6
Bon ran a hand through her ebony hair as she watched the last of the parisners leave the church. She wandered back inside and padded quietly over to her father. As much as she loved him she couldn't understand why he still appeared so happy without his true mate - her mother. Then again she didn't know the touch of an interested male or the soft words whispered by a lover so she supposed without the knowledge of romance and love first hand she could not understand how her father kept going when all of it was gone. One thing was for sure though she knew her mother never left willingly and so did her father. It comforted them to know that. She pressed a light kiss to her father's cheek as he wrapped his strong arms around her to give her a hug. Bon was sure when her mother was around she would do her current job in the church whilst she as a kid would wander around in excitement like a cute little child should. She gave her father a gentle hug in return before wandering out of his grasp. She could barely remember any memories of when her mother was around so she often found herself imagining what it must have been like such as her mother balancing her on her hip as she watched her mate in pride doing his job as the reverend.
Breaking out the front door she let her clothes get torn and ripped to shreds as she changed forms on the fly. When she landed on the ground she had four paws instead of two feet. In wolf form emotions were not needed and so she could turn them off. She needed to do that today. Why? This was the exact day and date when her mother disappeared and all her emotions were bubbling to the surface. She couldn't even pretend to be the usual perky, obliviously carefree and innocent person everyone was used to. A growl ripped out of her throat as people stared at the lycan glaring at them. They quickly scattered although it did nothing to give her any kind of positive feeling. She stalked through the village, muscles rippling under her pitch black coat as dark chocolate brown eyes stared upon the world. She soon realised she needed to fight someone. Hurt someone. She had to let out this grief, pain, and anger out. Her wolf clearly demanded vengence, but even Bon knew she couldn't just go up to the king, fight him, and even hope to win even if it was a fair one on one fight which she knew it probably wouldn't be. So, someone else would have to do. Someone random.
She ended up in the fish market and realised she had followed her nose to the scent of salmon. She didn't usually like fish but on the very rare occassion she had been known to eat some - only in wolf form. She just could not stomach it in human form, and rarely in wolf. Without hesitation Bon walked up to the salmon stall and yanked the two largest pieces off the stall and onto the ground before her. She barely took two bites before the stall owner was stood infront of her yelling at her. Of course in this mood it didn't phase Bon one bit. She tilted her head and twitched one ear before all of a sudden she leapt at the overweight balding man. Her claws slid into his skin like a knife through butter. She raked her claws through the clothes and skin on his chest, barely feeling the man trying to defend himself and attack her. She was seeing red, and within moments the man was lifeless - torn to shreds, literally. When the red disappeared in Bon's vision she looked down upon the man. The wolf was still angry but not as much as before and felt nothing bad about what it had done. Bon on the other hand felt a twinge of guilt as she looked upon the man but in the state she was in today she couldn't bring herself to feel anything but that and overwhelming pain, grief, and anger. With a shrug she jumped off the corpse and went back to her salmon, eating it without paying any attention to the terrified people around her.
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