Beginning of the End

[Chrono Blackwyng]

The demon puts away the sledgehammer, and pulls out the sniper rifle, but then his mas covers it and it turns into a make-shit cannon. "rrrrruuuunnn" was all it said as the cannon began to charge.

[Dr. Strange]

Yelping, she bolted off his arm and clambered up the trees, tail between her legs. All the rage went out of her, her eyes returned to normal and she shook violently.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

the wolf inside, using whatever will he had left, kept the demon from changing his aim. When the cannon fired, it was unlike anything an actual gun would produce, it shot out a sphere of pure destructive energy, causing massive damage to whatever it hit, the examble being a nearby tree that the shot went through the tree and not slowing down until hitting the ground, where it went off like a pile of C4 explosives.

(This is temporary, just survive for about a page or two and he'll change back)

[Dr. Strange]

(Alright. Nice avi btw.)

Watching the gun fire, the tree fall, and hearing the crash, she leaped across the space where the tree used to be and landed on her stomach in front of him. Claws scrambling for ground, she finally caught some and soared past him, fur ruffled.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

She's making it hard to keep alive.... the wolf thought as the demon took aim again...

[Dr. Strange]

Covering her butt, she leaped into the trees once more and clung to an old oak miserably, silently pleading for the demon to go away.

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

Asia could hear explosive action echoing far in the distance. He guessed it would be those he just left, because there werent many other heavily armed psychopaths he could think of. Chuckling to himself, he thought that the wolf could have gone crazy and murdered a friendly passer-by. "I wouldnt put it past him," he said to himself as he continued to trudge along. Looking to the sky he determined that a burrow would be a good thing right about now, and started digging.

[Gáire]

She glanced at the bobcat. "Watch out-" One of the beast's energy spheres came hurling towards Gáire, and she was forced to barrel roll out of the way.

Connection...

"What?!" she asked, her fur getting singed as she doged another energy wave. "I don't-"

Soon... The voice faded once again into the back of her mind.

[Dr. Strange]

Still praying, she slowly inched down the tree, sniffing the air. "Gaire?" She called softly; tail tip twitching with nervous energy. Kahlua also noticed that night was beginning to fall and the temperature was falling swiftly.

[Armalite_]

A lone fox wandered slowly through the forest as tiny snowflakes began to fall from the sky. Spike whistled his favorite tune to himself as he walked aimlessly through the darkness. Wearing nothing but a torn set of ragged pants, he stopped whistling and froze. He listened in the cold darkness for signs of movement. He flicked his tail free of snow and looked around. He shrugged and continued on his way. He climbed up a tree and sat on a large branch. He hugged his tail for warmth against the harsh wind.

[KittKat chunky~]

sittin opposite the said tree a cat/ fox (odd parent mix) sat watching the fox on the branch...... huddling for warmth he continued to watch working out the odds.......

[Gáire]

Her fur prickled. What was watching? Who was watching? She shook off the feeling and calling out to Kahlua. "I'm fine... I'm fine.

"Are you really, Gáire?" a voice whispered behind her. She whipped behind her and lost her balance. As she fell, she noticed it was another furry, hiding behind a mask. The mask was bleach white, with crimson swirls and patterns.

The forest floor came up quickly, and she closed her eyes to brace herself for the impact.

None came.

Instead, she still was falling. Her eyes could only see darkness, and she could smell dirt and plants around her.

She reached out to grab something; her claws met a root. Clawing on it, she hung on for dear life. She glanced upwards, trying to see some light. There was none to be seen.

This way... A voice murmured. Gáire glanced around. There wasn't a scent in the air; no one else was with her.

Gáire, this way.... the voice continued. This way..... Spirit of Greeting.

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"What a pathetic creature," the figure mused as he glided down from the tree tops. His feet didn't make a sound, and his long mane billowed from behind him. He was wearing a dark cloak; the only part of his fur you could see were his ears and mane.

He glanced around for the fox. "She disappeared..." he thought.

Suddenly, a quiver went through his heart.

"One of the Seven of Spirit is here." He gasped. Grabbing at his chest, his heart thudded like a bass drum. "Beginning, Departure, Greeting, Belief, Passion, Destruction, and Gates... Which one of my fellow kin is here?"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

(sorry for the unknown absense x3)
The demon-wolf turns around to see a figure gliding down from the trees.
A growl is all that escapes its maw as it starts to walk towards the figure...

[Dr. Strange]

Kahlua snarled and moved toward the tree Gaire fell from, hoping to catch sight of her. Her fur bristled and twitched with fear as she scanned the scatter of branches within her line of vision, panicked.