Vengeance

The solitary apparition thrived, chasing the shadows that sought to encompass him, winding through the forest that held the secrets to his past and present. He found himself alone once more. His scar burned as it seemed to have been for years now. Vengeance’s bright eyes peered around the dense forest that surrounded him with bright autumn colors, and the sounds of birds singing so blissfully. His ears flattened to his cramuim glued straight to them, He was a warrior he knew how to kill not how to lead and he feared it was showing. His head lifted high as it once was everyday. His once empty mind full of the frustrating, and fearsome memories. His tail twitched as his large paws pounded on the earth beneath him, rattling the underbrush and the soil eroding. Pausing in his tracks more thoughts overflowed his once empty mind. The gental breath of wind blew his pure ebony pelt and his firy amber orbs burned.

A large crave, a large urdge, and a large hope. Everything he was not. Small and lithe was the brutes game, slick and slender was who he was. Those of power and might, strong and inimidateing, always proved to him that it was non-sence. He was smart and experinced, quick and clever. Never had he lost a fight, but challenged so many times and left without a single mark. His bright amber eyes burned as they danced along the herizon of his lands. His ears erct and his head held low with disapointment, but soon to arise with the want and stride of sucess and life. Standing here wouldn't do him any good. Standing here alone would bring only damage to his mind. Although it had yet done anything to harm him as nothing has. He wasn't perfect. He does not always do whats best and will go through tough things and do things the hard way to prove to himself what he could do that he has his own kind of power and with that he was satisfied.

Although nothing seemed to be enough he always wanted more, he would never just take something and never just gave something there had to be something behind it, earning or deserving.Every pack he was always drivin out starting with an alphas bad choise and putting them in their place rather then the other way around. He had a tendency to show off, but now if he does right after he always would turn and walk away in shame, but soon to end the pitty and go back to work that may be layin around someplace or work to accomplish something so much bigger then life it's self, but he won't stop there getting so wrapped up in himself like last time when his loved ones starved to death, killings everywere and him cuasing starvation of many others with his iron will and heavy strides. At the end he was alone with one other staring at him in resistance as they stood in the enemies ashes. Gone for so long after that, he couldn't allow himself to repeat it, he wouldn't.

He lashed back his narrow skull his jaws split open as a powerful howl blurted from his jaws roaring up his throat and blending into the cool autumn breeze the whisphered by for miles unend. Leveling his muzzle it was offical and now only time could tell something he always seemed to be agaist more then anything... time.

This is the creature that lurks inside of me.