Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-10356852-20140107015511/@comment-10356852-20140216210347

Lupus killed a few more beowolves before he heard the roar of a gigantic beowolf. Well now thats a monster, he thought. Turning away he killed another beowolf. After killing a few more he realized, too late, that he was right next to the gigantic beowolf. Seeing a swinging claw come at him, he tried to dodge but was too late and even his enhanced reflexes weren't fast enough to get out of the way. His aura blocked most of the damage to his body, but he still flew several feet into a tree. Looking down he saw at his feet something that caused him to pause for a few more seconds.

At his feet lay his scarf, the very last gift his parents  had ever given him and his most treasured possession, and it had a huge rip in it where the beowolf's massive claw had hit him.

"My scarf," Lupus said picking it up. He began walking toward the gigantic beowolf with his scarf in his hand, killing any beowolf that got in his way. When he reached Echion who had been facing down the gigantic beast, barely able to hold in his anger any longer, he said, " Echion hold this for me, and stay out of this fight. This monsters mine."