The Shadow Of The Wolf

by Depressed Cheeto

-BEING REMASTERED- Wolfwhisper sees an image of herself that isn't truly there. Never fitting into the clan; Reserved, quiet and suffering alone. When one day a handsome visitor steps from the shadows and aids her in her time of need. But what dark secrets are hidden behind his sweet and charming eyes? And what dangers loom beyond the borders of the clans...?

10. Shadow's FURY

Disclaimer: This Chapter contains violence and somewhat extreme bloodshed

Shadow POV:

As Shadow moved through the undergrowth silently, he remained at the outer rim of the lush forest which surrounded the lake scanning the edges to see if he could spot a flash of grey, or a whiff of her sweet scent, He had been waiting for WolfWhisper all evening and now he was beginning to worry.

He paced back and forth anxiety filling his every paw-step. He sensed something deep in his chest like a big ice-cold stone weighing him down. "somethings wrong" he didn't know how, but he just knew.

When he was about to start looking, his ears pricked swiftly as the wind carried a desperate wail; SHADOWW!" He recognized that voice anywhere and by her tone she was in serious trouble, she sounded desperate… distraught. He didn't waste another heartbeat as He ran full pelt through the undergrowth, and when the occasional bramble scraped him and nagged at his pelt, he would just force himself to go faster. "I'm coming WolfWhisper just.. HOLD ON!" he was filled by a new wave of determination to protect…. The she~cat that he loved.

Soon he burst through the bushes and the scene he found himself facing made his blood run cold. It infuriated him so much he felt the strength of a whole pack of dogs fill his every muscle. Complete and utter fury as scorching as the sun filled Shadow's eyes. He bared his fangs so much, they could've been a badger's teeth.

The three toms were pretty shocked and Shadow took this as an advantage. He lunged so swiftly at the one holding her down that the world around him became a spinning blur of darkness. All he was focused was INFLICTING UTTER AGONY TO THOSE WHO HAD HARMED HER in fact Shadow barely had time to think. His body just acted on its own, he was filled with such a blazing hatred that he wasn't even fully aware of what he was doing.

As the the 3rd Tom left their neck conveniently exposed Shadow lunged without a moment's hesitation.

He buried his razor-sharp fangs deep into his neck until they fastened around his throat, Shadow heard the Tom gasp in horror as he tried to free himself, and that only gave Shadow more strength.

Shadow pulled his head back, tearing his enemy's throat out with him, The eyes of the Tom were so white his pupils were barely visible. His every message from body language unveiled utter agony.

He collapsed on the ground, his throat sputtering a steady scarlet stream which tainted the sand that surrounded him. Almost as though he were laying on a carpet. His eyes remained fixed on the blank unknown.

WolfWhisper POV:

WolfWhisper was filled with such an immeasurable amount of joy and relief she thought she would burst. However her eyes were slowly closing from blood loss due to the deep Claw-marks the Tom that was holding her down had inflicted on her head. She fought to remain conscious, but she lost the battle. The last thing she remembered was the infuriated haze Shadow had switched on as well as the intense hatred that glowed in his eyes.

Shadow POV:

Once he had finished of the first Tom the other two stared in horror. Each backing up gradually. But oh-ho-ho they hadn't suffered enouhg yet. Shadow leaped so high he seemed to soar through the air. The Tom he was aiming for had assumed that Shadow would land on is back.

But shadow would never be that predictable. He slid underneath him, his paw raised and claws unsheathed tearing his flesh open as he passed. His lower side erupted in a wave off Crimson ((and y'know his guts but I aint writing that! Gotta keep it T)). The massive Tom flopped limply on the sand his body giving a massive jerk and violet Spasms crippled through his pelt he had severe internal bleeding causing him not only immense blood-loss but he was also drowning. in. his. own. blood.

when he lay there, pale and eerily still.

In his jerking and struggling he had lifted sand from the shore and it sprayed Shadow's unprotected eyes, he raised his paw to his face in an attempt to cover any more sand from making its way into any more inconvenient places.

When there was barely any more sand showering down he quickly removed his paw from his face only the see the small shape of the third Tom escape into the distance.

He couldn't let it leave. He was about to go after it when a small stream of warm crimson touched his paws bathing them in sticky blood. He quickly whipped his head around to see WolfWhisper laying nimbly on the shore, the wound on her head releasing a cascade of blood which tainted the sand that surrounded her transforming to such a dark shade of red he couldn't believe it came from only her.

The raging haze instantly left his eyes and he was soon overwhelmed in a wave of concern and worry.