Voices
the voices thrummed inside my head. I bit down on my teeth and clenched my jaws tight. I ran through the trees but tehre was no escape.
I feel the blood seeping through my claws and matting my old pelt. It was soaked in blood red liquid. i needed more. It felt strangely content to kill, to feel the enemies weep at your paws, to have ultimate power. I liked that feeling, that feeling of being strong and in control, of kiling and fighting and feeling blood leak out.
Why? i wasn;t that cat. but one day i heard THEM. Those voices... and nothing was ever the same.