OK SEEING WHAT THE SCENARIO IS IN THIS THREAD, IT MAY POTENTIALLY GET A BIT GRUESOME AND BRUTAL LATER DOWN THE LINE, SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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It has been hours since a lone wolf carelessly accepted the help of another Gembound, for showing her where the nearest ray of physical light is in the cave's current state of darkness. All under the pretense that she would let them infect her with something, and she due to her belief that she is really in a dream thought nothing would hurt in accepting this gave them the affirmative to their offer. The infection has spread and escalated throughout her body quite a bit now... With the increasing sickness she decided to return to the darkness in Tunnel M in some hopes to ease the pain even just a little bit. And this is what has become of her in these next few hours...

All that could be could heard in the darkness is a deep thrumming growl with the occasional snarl, which echoed throughout the vicinity of the snowy tunnel. That and, what sounded like inconsistent sounds of something splashing and thrashing about very wildly. In amidst all of this, there can be made out a silhouette of sorts in the darkness, with small azure orbs glowing is moving around in a feral manner and aggressively, almost like they are trying to pick a fight with the empty void to of course no avail.

With a ubiquitous eye it will see that the source of all that is the same wolf going completely out of control, her lower jaw is hanging loosely almost like it's some inorganic prosthetic that isn't truly connected to her nerves. To an extent since they can't close their mouth thanks to this, she's also frothing at her mouth, sharp fangs bared too, along with crazed widened eyes that seem to be disorientating and just don't seem to be with reality right now. Their fur is completely puffed up, standing on all ends and waving around of sorts since she's trembling rather strongly right now.

This is due to the infection she willingly received, it has spread and has plagued even her mind. Whether this is happening so quickly, is due to that factor that the wolf still believes she's dreaming and is thus making no effort to resist this or it has infected her that much that she's too far lost now is unknown. Whichever it is... Unlike to how she usually is, she is, right now long past any capabilities of listening to reason now, anything living that shall catch her senses may potentially be a goner...

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muse| 8/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

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Yuma Another cycle of wakefulness, another boring trudge through the cave system. The darkness had been fun at first, watching the things in the caves freak out, make up wild stories, cover alone in a corner hoping for light. By now though there was almost none of that, most had gotten used to the conditions ans all was, as usual... drab. Today's journey had taken Yuma down a seldom used tunnel off Orion, where he planned on stalking back and forth with nothing in mind. The beast in his stomach was quiet, his physical form did not pain, and even with his good night vision there was little to actually see. Fortune smiled upon him this day, however, as a sound began to echo through the tunnel. A voice, or perhaps a more primal guttural utterance. Whatever it was it was not usual, a single spark of interest to light this darkened backdrop. Life sprung into the aye-aye's strides as he shot forward, not even attempting to find a high path as he usually did. His quick pace delivered him shortly to the source of the utterance and thrashing, a canid of some kind. Despite the obvious size difference Yuma approached with imprudence, his widened gaze locked on the odd wolf. "This one acts strange." his curious voice rang out, "Is it hurt, hungry, dying?"

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Savageness. It has all but plagued her, very contradicting to this wolf's more compassionate nature when she is in the right mind. But she's not in the right mind right now. The illness she hosted willingly spread through her body like wildfire, the life form of the infection has basically breached her brain and is now possessing it. She is just like a zombie now... Which isn't far off considering what sickness has made home to her body.

And zombies leave no target behind. None whatsoever.

The wolf was still thrashing around, the water being a major reason for her current aggression for the instinct believes the water is a threat. Nothing of the effect comes from her thrashing around against the water as some splashes into her face, making her madness climb from the strong confusion of what is going on.

Her hyperalert senses pick up on something new though. New scent. New sound. The wolf just stop for a complete stillness, like time just froze on her and eventually a few seconds that felt more like a few hours her head instantly snaps towards the new sound direction, staring back with her eyes more dilated than their's giving them a thousand yard stare back that went straight through them.

The wolf lacks ubiquitous eyes to properly see them, although instinct doesn't care for their appearance, but, they see red staring at her, glowing in the darkness. RED. For the second time!

Threat.

Quietly they stalked over to them rather eerily, still staring with their crazed eyes. Midway any calmness in her was gone as she let out a rather violent sounding snarl and immediately pounced towards them. Towards the red.

NO FEAR, KILL THREAT.

When lunging towards them fully intending to rip them apart, a snarl came once again sounding very off due to her vocal chords taking a strong toll from the sickness, distorting her voice entirely to a roar that sounded almost unnatural. Due to the darkness, though and the wolf only attention to only the red the rocky terrain that she landed on before going for the kill was hard to keep balance on, causing the savage to stumble, barely missing the red and thus the aye aye from potentially being slashed across the face with her claws as a start...

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"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

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Yuma An attack! The pounding in Yuma struck up like a percussion band as a new wave of some kind of feeling welled up within him. Was this... excitement? It had been so long since his last truly unexpected encounter. Thoughts raced through the little creature's mind as he leapt back, a wide grin on his previously vacant face. Thick, rodent-like teeth gleamed back at the canid as he dove deep into his awakened form for a proper response "The wolf as angry, why is wolf angry?" he questioned behind maniacal expression, sharp claws raised. A pale red light moaned from within the gem on Yuma's forehead, washing over the jagged andesine like ripples on a pond. The aye aye-s fur began to stand even more on end as jolts of light sparked between his digits and arced along his fur.

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((A little bit short, hope you don't mind too much. Figure combat necessitates quicker posting))

The wolf for a few moments, as if she regained herself for a second there kept on staring at the blood red, making her insane mind go on a mental vacation for a brief moment. Not even instinct truly knows why the colour is being perceived as a threat. But it is. Whatever the reason it strongly fuelled the maddened wolf's killer instinct. The glowing red like lights in the darkness... blinding to her unending migraine. No more lights, it needs to go away. Needs to be getting rid of to ease headache. And for some reason, red feels like the reason this is happening…

That is reason enough for the wolf's instinct, for this wolf's usual way of thinking is a ubiquitous mind-set to this savage right now. When the red spoke again, the voice snapped the wolf out of her mental vacation and in reaction she doesn't answer, she honestly doesn't understand at this point, made another thrust towards them with the fullness of intent to sink her fangs into their neck and thrash them around.

She successfully reigns in on them and goes to clamp her jaws down, but with only her upper jaw working those fangs are the only fangs she successfully managed to dig into the scruff of their neck, which had a very loose grip and was awkward since she couldn't use her lower jaw too. She quickly retracts herself when she felt a burn of sorts on her numb mouth, but caused enough damage nonetheless that she can feel the metallic taste of blood on her upper fangs. Trying to lick her lips as some attempt to soothe the pain on her tounge. Lightning burns.

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ooc| Ah it's OK I often make short ones for combat ones too.
muse| 6/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

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Yuma The wolf didn't back down, didn't respond. It simply continued to lunge at him like a mindless beast. But weren’t wolves talking things? Didn't they usually chat on and on about all kinds of nonsense before turning aggressive like this? The one before him was something new, something different, something... interesting. Self preservation instincts had never been a strong factor in Yuma's mind. As he considered all that was going on before him his defenses lowered just enough for the foe to lunge toward him and catch him in its massive jaws for a second. There was no yelp, no twitch, no sign of pain at all really from his captured form, but inside his head his body screamed in displeasure. The possibility of death was real, and once more he wasn't sure if he was ready to face it. Sure things had been boring here lately, but once the lights came back on there'd be such fun to have! Of course if he died to this he probably wouldn't miss it anyways, so fear was not a factor in the lemur's actions. A deep amusement arose, causing a cackling laughter to rise up from his chest even as blood tricked down his pale white fur. A fight to the death! Nothing could possibly be more exhilarating than this. First he'd have to find some high ground. He was small and therefore had a disadvantage. With movements like the lighting that had just shocked the savage beast he dashed off to the side and latched onto the uneven wall with sharp claws, scrambling upwards until he reached a spot he believed to be just out of the wolf's reach.

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Even if the wolf was in the right mind right now she'd still have issues communicating since her mouth is numb and her lower jaw has just about dislocated, all the words that will come out will just be gibberish. When the wolf tried, to no avail ease the pain on her tongue, when her target threat saw the opening to escape from her sloppy hold instead of going after them, her head in an instant dropped close to the ground like something else had attacked her and sounds of choking can be heard from her.

She’s choking, and unable to think, can’t feel anything but pain, can’t breathe, she’s losing it even further and her whole body hurts and she still can’t see nothing but the red still. Like it's mocking her—

The sounds of choking came to a definitive stop... For now, pacing around erratically and darting her dilated eyes till they locked back onto the red, which is seemingly firmly wedged onto some wall. Her eyes finally managed to fix their dilated look at the red with a sharp gaze completely frozen again. But one twitch from the red broke the spell.

The wolf bolted, charging towards to where she'll be directly below the red giving out another snarl that sounded like a roar, but her eyes paid no heed to the factor that the red was on a rock. Her forehead slammed straight into the rocky wall. Sharp edges of the wall dug into her flesh worsening her migraine as blood was drawn too, feeling almost cooling. But the worst of it all was the strong jolt that was felt in her Gem that's adorned on her forehead which took the full brunt of this crash.

Irritation rose immensely as she angrily looked up at the red that's still mocking her as she let out perhaps let out one more final snarl. A deep, guttural noise, backed by the residual spittle and blood in her throat, the noise rolling out almost inorganic, using up her stocks to struggle against this infection of hers. With her concentration being on her Gem when she could feel the painful jolt coming from it, caused it to begin glowing...

When she roared out, out of nowhere from her jaws unleashed a great walloping stream of high velocity water over towards the aye aye's direction - the roar of water sounding like a raging river as it all streams upwards homing in on her target. This befuddled her, as her mind was too far in the deep ends of insanity to remember or realize that she can use Magick..

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ooc| Sorry I took so long XC.
muse| 8/10

"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

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Yuma Yuma clung tight to the wall as he witnessed the creature's bizarre actions. Ever for a mindless beast this was peculiar. Eyes scanned the surroundings, taking in what they could of the structure of the walls, floors, obstacles. Last time he'd engaged a canine his body had given out too soon for him to have too much fun at all. He wasn't going to make the same mistake twice. The noise stopped breaking his concentration on the surroundings as focus snapped back to the beast. Still he pressed himself motionless to the wall, large red eyes and gem piercing onto the void even as his target performed an act of self destruction in its insanity. "The wall does not bend, the wall does not crumble." he called down even as the beast's gem started to glow, "The wall will not deliver new prey to..." His words were stopped abruptly as a heavy stream of water slammed into him, loosening his grip on the rock. Even as he scrambled to keep hold to the surface a lone thought crossed his mind; was this a beast at all? Wild actions, astounding aggression, strange powers more destructive than the plant or light magics he had already witnessed. His claws slipped and his form began to plunge downwards toward the entity he now knew to be an actual non-pretend demon. He'd been a demon once to, or at least played one to pass the time. With a kick to the wall Yuma changed directions just slightly, enough so that he was now descending face first toward the demon's back. Claws trust out and dug into flesh as he landed, not perfectly center as he would have wanted but close enough that his grip slowed him to a stop before he risked falling off toward the ground again.

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((No worries, and I'll try to keep up decently today but I have a tabletop game this afternoon to attend))

She couldn't make out the words they were making, since her head was pounding, such irritating background sounds be silent!

The threat must have to be dead from getting battered with a fast torrent of water, yet the red is still there! It should go away, it's definitive that it wants to die so badly. Fortunate that the red is so high up, or they would've loved pinning them down and ripping their entirety to shreds and bloody pieces. Till their glowing red stops following and taunting them. The stream of water was weak, since they had to expel it from their mouth and again their lower jaw isn't working. And since they're just now, a mindless beast incapable of understanding the concepts of restraint to concentrate their powers properly. Most definitely a beast... Now that is.

Fully prepared to pin it down the moment the red hit the ground, but instead made a leap back as they were startled by the red, which was heading straight for them. Reacting almost like how another would act when they whacked a spider on the wall, only to be taken by surprise when said the spider was about to land on their body from their fall. The moment the claws came, they dug deep into the wolf's back. Inches deep. The strong jolt of pain came, making them breathe out a high pitched yelp of pain, which sounded for once natural in spite of her messed up voice showing for a brief moment in a way the illusion and reality of not really being a savage.

Out of reflex the wolf lurched their front legs upwards and started flailing their upper torso in the air in some attempt to shake the red off, rearing their body like a horse would. Moving very swiftly till she jumped up again next to the wall. During the constant of going up and down with the horse like rearing their back occasionally taps against the rocky wall but they pay no attention to it even though it they had put more power into they could've been able to toss the red off their back.

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"Talking looks like this!"
Thinking looks like this...

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Yuma Immediately upon landing Yuma clung on as tight as he could, claws sinking into flesh as he knew the thrashing that would come afterwards. This technique didn't always work, and usually lead to a prolonged battle, but it was the best method he'd found so far to take down larger game. Even if he was off center his stance held true in the face of the possibly demonic beast's erratic movement. As soon as the initial wave of flailing slowed slightly the small aye aye chanced reshuffling his position to a more favorable location on his adversary's back, immediately regretting the decision as he felt himself hurtle toward a solid wall. The impact, however, was weak this time. There was little pain, there were no loud cracks, just a soft thud and then back to the violent movement he had become so accustomed to in previous encounters. "Let's go for a ride." he cooed in a voice much too calm for the given situation. His right claw reshuffled once more toward a clutching spot right over the beast's spine. Red light rippled once more over his gem and a fresh surge of electricity flooded into this new grip. He'd found injecting electricity right over this part had some interesting results in deer, what would it do to a wolf-creature?

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