Call of the Wolf

'Run, Kill, Eat.'

The voice thrummed in her head. Claws dug into stone as she scrambled up the short cliff face.

'Run, Kill, Eat.'

The voice insisted again as paws pushed across fallen leaves and grass. At leasr the first part was being obeyed.

'Run, Kill, Eat!'

The voice was fast becoming a roar in her mind. Claws tore through the bark of a tree, leaving deep gouges that oozed sap. She raised her dark furred muzzle to it before picking up anouther scent too..

'Kill! Eat!'

The voice called her on, following her nose towards the scent. She couldnt focus, the roaring in her mind too loud. The simple tinkering girl had no clue what had happened, nor.could stop to focus to figure it out. All there was now was the voice plagueing her mind.

It was a blur, the dark haired woman had been sat working on fixing a trigger for one of the trapper's guns. The next moment she knew, the very same tracker fell upon her, changing, turning. And then the bite.

How she survived was also a blur, she had little fighting skills, so she could not have fought off such a beast could she? But when a moment of focus returned, claws were now dripping red and the taste of blood was all over her mouth.

Kassiri looked down with a savage growl at the broken and bleeding dwarf that lay dead at her paws. The cursed worgen licked blood from her lips.

The voice returned, a single command now.

'EAT! EAT! EAT!"