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From: "The Eagle" <Eagle@NOSPAM.rthawk.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} "John's Wolf" (zoo, no sex, WARNING)
Date: Sat, 16 Jun 2001 12:10:03 -0400
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"John's Wolf"
Written by:  Eagle - 2000.09.02
eagleprivacyx.com@privacyx.com

ROUGH DRAFT - suggestions appreciated!

WARNING:  This is both a zoo story and graphically violent. 
You've been warned, so don't whine at me if you get offended!



His very scent inflames me, and from the shadows I strike.  I
swipe my claws as I snap at his neck.

He screams some insult at my assault; I growl in laughter as one
of my fangs finds its mark, puncturing his neck at a proper
angle, allowing me to flick my jaw, breaching the soft warmth of
his vein.

He flails his arms chaotically, landing a few blows on my side,
trying to pry me off, but my surgery is done:  his blood gushes
out.

He cries out for help, but I muffle his screams by launching at
his upper torso, knocking him down, closing my jaws around his
mouth, stealing both his voice and his breath; as I do so, I
stare into his eyes, searching for any sign he recognizes me.

".... John's Wolf!"

Yes, you doomed one, John's wolf ... and John's Avenger.  You
stole him from me, you had others of your kind take him away. 
You and those that stole him from me may look similar, but you
are not of John's kind.

Among us wolves, fraternizing with humans is generally not well
liked ... but we do not force apart mates.

I utter a very personal growl down his torn throat as he
struggles ... almost as though this unthinking beast could
understand, he silences for a few moments before continuing his
thrashing.

I estimate this monster at four times my weight, ordinarily no
match for me ... but thanks to a lover taken from me, I learned a
more disciplined and precise method of combat.

Over the frenzy, my ears catch a heavy pair of legs -- one of
this monster's kind, running in this direction.

I clamp down harder, my teeth grinding into his bones, feeling
his blood as my legs pull back with my full might.

"Goddamned WOLF!" I hear the human scream.  "Get off him!"

I growl a warning, but just as this abomination I am ridding the
world of, the newcomer fails to understand.  I turn back to stare
at the intruder ... donning dreapings similar to those who took
John away from me and tried caging me.

I haunch down and growl as I stare across the distance into the
newcomer's eyes, casting my will upon him ... but he fails to
read my will.  He reaches for a black metallic object I have
learned to loathe and points it at me.

The monster tries running away, holding his neck.  I read into
this newcomer's eyes, and before his finger moves on the trigger,
I leap; the whizzing missile passes below me.

Though I loathe these beings, I have no specific quarrel with
this one, and opt to merely take his device of death away from
him.  Before he can fire again, I launch upon him, intentionally
to a side; I grab the device in my muzzle as I leap past him and
disappear into the woods, depositing it deep in some brambles.

I run back, and can scent the newcomer trying to aid themonster.

I run in stealth in the direction of the scent, spotting them
running toward the street.

I growl a warning as I approach, and the newcomer turns around to
look for me, but fails to spot me in the shadows.  The monster
doesn't turn around, knowing well my proximity and intent.

I charge, well past a speed either human could match, launching
myself at the monster's back, knocking him flat on his face.  I
sink my canines into the back of his neck, ripping out flesh.

Already weakened by his bloodloss, he finds himself unable to
respond much, merely trying to squirm away.

His protector lunges, kicking me full force with his hard
feet-dreaping.  I snarl, glaring at this minion for daring to
interfere.  I lick the blood from my muzzle, tasting a completion
to my task.

As I face the interferer, standing on the monster's back, I
deliver a final insult by lowering my hindquarters and relieving
myself upon my target, finishing off by raising my tail and
delivering another insult.

As I do so, glaring into the interferer's eyes, he steps back in
fear, knowing there is little he can do.

Vengeance served, I pad off into the woods.
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