Thread: The curse that corrupts all [HimekoxTinyThings]

Layla's obedience, had been a refreshing breeze of relief to Ahmelien. Although she knew this probably wouldn't work, at all, she still felt she had to try something. And that, was all she had.. She was on an oath to the pack, that ran so much deeper than her love for Grim. She couldn't attack the pack, even if she disagreed with their choices. So when Coldtooth arrived, she knew she had no choice but to watch. Coldtooth's eyes narrowed, as he watched the Blood Elf react to his growls. She was scared, but there where still something in her eyes, that he could not ignore. It reminded him of his Alpha, and it caused him to calm down, for just a second. But the conviction of her eyes, weren't strong enough to stop him from advancing. When Layla jumped back, and began to channel a spell, he knew very well this wasn't Grim. Grim had never been able to cast spells. And when the Elf explained herself in words, the beast's eyes turned a bright flame. You.. Your the impostor! I will not let you destroy, what I've worked so hard to fix! He roared fiercely, and quickly jumped towards her. During this spectacle, Ahmelien's eyes widened, as she rose a brow. That energy. She knew it. The powers of her ancestors. The reason she was now exiled here, and put under an oath to the pack. This Elf.. She might just be the one she had been waiting for. When the tentacle's arrived, Coldtooth growled loudly in dismay, as the tentacle's wrangled around his wrist's and legs. He gnarled and snapped, trying his best to reach out for Layla, as his eyes glared. This.. Won't hold us forever! And if.. Just.. One of us break loose.. We will destroy you! He snarled, as he bit out at one of the tentacle's, his strong jaw easily snapping through it. These powers.. They once bound us the the Witches' will! We broke it! We will do so again! He roared, snapping another tentacle, releasing his arms from their bounds. He reached to stop the tentacles upon his legs, but as he did, thicker tentacle's, clearly cast from someone a little more experienced in them, and someone who only focused its powers on one enemy, and not the entourage, grabbed at his wrists, and stopped him from releasing himself entirely. I will not let you hurt my ancestry! I.. I was bound.. To your pack.. Because of my ancestors crimes, and because I was the only one left! But no longer! She has the ability to control our ancestor's magic.. That makes her.. Me. Ahmelien shouted, as her hands glowed a dark black, controlling the tentacles upon Coldtooth's wrists. Ahmelien looked towards Layla, a small smile on her lips. Finally. Finally her oath had been fulfilled. Nothing bound her any longer, than the love she felt for Grim. No longer would she be the toy, of the est of the pack. And she would be damned, before she let any of Coldtooth's entourage hurt her lover's sister. Raargh! Cut that treacherous Witch! Make yourselve's useful! Coldtooth roared, as one of the entourage managed to bite through a tentacle, releasing it's left arm, enabling it to cut out for Ahmelien, hitting her arm, creating yet another wound on the Night Elf. Ahmelien groaned in pain, as her spell was broken, and she tumbled to the side, dropping to the ground. As she did, Coldtooth immediately started work on the tentacle's on his legs, but before he could finish, a furious roar broke through the commotion. Another Werewolf came running towards the group, it's steps creating small ripples in the lake by it's side. Coldtooth's eyes immediately blinked towards this beast, as he stopped working on the tentacle's, holding out his hands in defense, as his expression now turned to fear. The newly arrived Werewolf, was at least a head taller than the others, several taller than Layla. It's massive size, was only outdone by it's bulking muscles. It would be hard to spot, that this Werewolf was a female, having no excess fat anywhere on her body, the entire thing muscled like a tank. The beast jumped towards Coldtooth, easily breaking every last one of Layla's tentacles, with it's massive claws. It might seem that was to protect Coldtooth, but it wasn't the entire reason. The beast grabbed Coldtooth's neck, and his lower back, easily lifting the massive Werewolf over her head, to throw it towards his entourage. The entire group bundled up in a pile, as the new beast's attention turned towards Layla, with a furious glare to it's red eyes, as it roared threateningly, taking a few steps towards the Blood Elf. D.. Don't.. Fight her, Priestess! Ahmelien quickly warned the other, holding a stopping hand towards Layla, as the massive beast approached. If Layla refrained from attacking again, the beast stopped, a few steps away from jaw distance, pointing at Layla. Stop, hurting my pack! She roared, taking another step towards Layla, glaring down at her. Sit down! She roared, threateningly again, still glaring at Layla, but the beast's expression had turned slightly less furious, and had a hint of desperation in it's eyes. Weather Layla obeyed the order, the beast turned it's back on her, and pointed towards Ahmelien. You! We'll talk about your disobedience to the pack, later! The beast roared, causing Ahmelien to nod a few times, looking down in 'shame'. The furious glare of the monstrous beast turned towards Coldtooth, and his entourage, pointing towards them as well. And you! Get Ahmelien back to the hovel, and get the Shaman to look at her! We'll talk about your... Defiance. Later. And if you lay a single claw on Ahmelien's beautiful body again, I will rip each and every one of your throats out!! Is that clear!? It roared. Ahmelien smiled a little at the protection, as Coldtooth and the others nodded in fear, quickly picking up Ahmelien. I'll be there.. Later.. First, I'll deal with this, so called.. 'Impostor'.. The monster snarled, as it slowly turned around, glaring down at Layla again, slowly walking back towards her. Coldtooth grinned, as he looked back towards them, before him and his entourage moved off. Grim stood staring down Layla for a few moments, as it's ears focused it's hearing backwards. And when she knew they where far enough away, the beast sighed softly, rolling it's eyes, as it sat down with a bump, reaching one of it's hind legs to it's ear, scratching behind it. I am.. Terribly sorry about that, dear.. But we're all primitive creature's out here, and we only understand hierarchy.. I had to show my dominance... The beast explained, now with a much calmer voice. The creature relaxed it's features, letting her muscles calm down, revealing a lot more of her feminine side. Her eyes quickly turned towards Layla again, as the foot stopped scratching her ear. But you can stay seated.. I am still not clear, on your intentions.. And.. How do you.. How do you look.. So much like me? It is.. Uncanny..