Minor Setbacks {DANTE}

[Elijah Kuhn]

King's Landing was a nice park. It was far different from Missouri's parks however. Parks in his home state were far smaller. They were smaller, but they were a fair cry safer. He didn't like King's Landing all that much during the day. However, he was here anyway. It was a bad place. He knew better, yet he came. Elijah was scowling through his glasses, hoping to see anyone before they approached him. Usually, it was easy for him to tell when he was getting unstable. That was why he was out here now, hopefully to spare who he could.

It was like a sickness. When he was getting unstable, it reminded him of nausea. Sometimes he could feel it coming on a whole day ahead, and sometimes it was so sudden that he couldn't move far away before it happened. Today was one of the latter.

The transformation was coming on quickly this time. The pain ripped through Elijah's body and he could feel his body changing. He pulled his shirt and tie off, throwing his glasses on top of them. Happily, they landed fairly hidden in a bush. He kicked his shoes off and, as he reached to take his jeans off to, he fell to the ground. The pain was too much to bear at that point.

When it was all over, the beast stood on all fours. It was huge. The werewolf was bigger than most, by far. It rivaled a polar bear in size, its fur nearly matching the bear's. It was heavily muscled, its wolf-like paws were sinking into the ground. It was dark out, very late at night. The dew was starting to soak the ground. The lycan growled angrily, not liking to have his paws wet. He could hear all of them. The humans were all around him. They were perfect for food.

[Isaac Clarke]

Isaac paused for a moment before stepping outside of his front-door, it was a peaceful evening and he felt safe. He'd kept his service pistol tucked in his belt.. After-all he was still a police officer even if he was off duty he needed to make sure he could keep himself safe and those around him.

Isaac wandered around the park aimlessly and he sat down on one of the benches.. It was looking to be a nice calming night or so he thought.. a few of the remaining people had left the park after it had really started to get dark and he felt like he could really relax now-- It wasn't until he heard screams echo through the park that he jolted off and ran towards the sound of them.

Once he arrived he froze in fear at the sight before him.. a humongous wolf type creature stood before him.. all those wolf attacks it finally made sense to Isaac... but he wasn't really sure how deep the mystery went.

"Don't attack.. I'm friendly.." Isaac murmured he knew it was probably futile to try and converse with the werewolf but at least it was worth a shot.

He moved his hand down to where he kept his gun not making any more movements to alert the beast. But he'd be ready to grab his gun and open fire if the beast didn't attack him.

[Elijah Kuhn]

The werewolf could smell it. He could hear it approaching. It ran with such loud and clumsy foot falls. Such a being deserved to be fodder. As it turned to focus its eyes on the human, it growled deeply. It was a male. They weren't as exciting as the females. The females always ran. The males sometimes tried to fight. There was never any hope for them, of course. The only way a human could ever hope to escape a werewolf would be if it were hiding inside of a silver coated vehicle.

The wolf still had some of its previous consciousness. It was usually a lot stronger than it was tonight. Tonight, it was more of a conscience, trying to suggest not to kill the human. As though asking it nicely would make the werewolf not do what it needed to. See, that consciousness had an annoying habit of depriving the lycan of the nutrients it needed. In order to obtain those nutrients, it was important that the werewolf feasted on human flesh. The other guy in the wolf's head didn't like that.

Growling, the werewolf stepped towards the human. It wanted to kill him. As its body tensed to jump, the other consciousness came in full strength. It was always disorienting when someone in your mind prevented you from doing what you wanted to do. The wolf paused. For a brief moment, it was clear that something unexpected had happened. The look of surprise that registered on the animal's face was minimal, but it was enough to recognize. It shook its head, determined to focus again.