Posts by Nightstalker

He glared at the ground, "I think I did, I don't know, I felt something and I presumed it was and how exactly do you plan to explain to your mother why there was a guy covered in black smoke, sharp teeth and that can teleport?" he questioned, his eyes flitting to a deep purple.

"And shes going to believe that?"

"I'm supposing I've put her in hysterics," it wasn't a question. "I hope the wars don't come again," he said sadly, he raised his hand and the smoke lowered. "Go."

He sighed and then let out a loud growl. "She won't understand what I'm trying to say," he hissed, he then cursed aloud.

He shifted into a powerfully built black lion, with a trailing smoke mane. He let out a roar of rage and lunged forward, pounding across the plain.

He bounded on and on, the grass under his paws slowly changed into sand.

Ohan charged up a dune and slid back down the other side.

I climbed out of my muscle car, flashing a grin at the vivid green and shiny black paint. I rolled my tongue piercing against my teeth. With a flick I tossed my red streaked, black hair off my face. I slammed my car door shut, obvious, but wirey muscles flexed under my tattooed arms.

OOC: Sorry for short reply, I have to go

She scanned the letter with astonishing speed, folded it up and handed it to him, rolling her eyes slightly, before dropping her fading gaze back to the page. She tried to understand what they were meant to be learning, but the pain kept coming back.

Angel mechanically shut her book and slipped it into her bag, she then zipped it up. But she didn't get up, she stared at her desk, barely noticing the other people leave.

I shoved my earphones in and blasted some screaming heavy metal on the flashest, new Ipod. I barely heard the bell over the music which I suppose people twenty feet away could probably hear clearly. I waited a few minutes, picked a new song from my playlist and slouched off to class. I flicked my dark hood up and swung the door open. It slammed behind me as I stepped inside. I ignored the glare of my teacher who had already started the lesson and stumped to the furthest desk from the front. I drew random skulls, thorned roses and cobras on the edge of my blank, noteless page.

He continued running, his crows swooping high above him.

He let out a small huff and surged forward, even faster.

He then began to slow down.

He felt the nudge, but ignored it.

He felt the nudge again and growled aloud.

I changed the song again, playing Z28 by Static-x. I sang, or screamed quietly to it. I twitched aside the chains that hung from my leather belt as they were sitting uncomfortably against my hip. I glanced up and scanned the class, trying to make eye contact with anyone.

OOC: So, my characters name is Eric right?

He dug his claws into the sand.

He flicked his head with annoyance, stopping suddenly.

He shifted back his normal form.