Sunsong
06-25-2007, 11:44 AM
She felt so angry at the world. Angry at her parents for sending her away, angry at Diomades for thinking that he could help her, angry at Stranglethorn Exports for trapping her with a collar and forcing her to harm others against her will.. but most of all, angry at herself for losing control.
Sunsong never had control.
Her parents sent her to Thunderbluff, hoping that there were other druids there of her kind that could help. Her constant shifting into animal forms without warning had proved dangerous, the day she returned home with a mouth full of blood and meat from a person she'd met while in her bear form. Send her away, that's the answer.. she can not be allowed to harm others, not if she wants to call herself a member of the Cenarion Circle.
"You are unbalanced," the druid trainer told her. "You must find balance within yourself, or you will never gain control over these forms."
Balance? Balance!? How do they expect me to be balanced when I wake up covered in blood?? She thought, whenever they told her the same thing.
"Until you learn balance, we can teach you no more. You are a danger to those around you."
It led her to Mulgore's plains. She always came here to meditate, to try and find that elusive "balance" that cost her everything. However, the only thing she found was a path leading back to the Barrens, where she wandered aimlessly, in search of something to aid her. Anything at all.
The squeal of a quillboar caught her off guard. The bark of a wolf made Sunsong turn to her attacker, recognizing the hunter. She sent a series of entangling roots to bind the pig man, but his dog still came. Sunsong snarled and bashed the animal accross the face with her staff. It did little to slow him, so she called upon fire from the moon to slowly eat at his life. Again and again she tried to fend off the drooling animal, but it did nothing to stop his attack. When the dog sunk it's teeth into her leg, she let out an angry scream and found herself becoming hairier, her clothes falling to the ground as her body changed into something slimmer.
Gigantic lion's jaws sunk into the flesh around the dog's neck, causing it to whimper sympathetically. Unfortunately, Sunsong was no longer there. The lion growled and increased pressure on her bite, snapping the dog's neck in half. Meanwhile, the quillboar continued sending arrows from his standing position. The lion tossed the wolf's body aside and ran for her attacker, diving atop his body and ripping into his stomach with her teeth as her claws sunk into his sides. The pig man squealed louder, begging for help. The lion pain him no mind. Instead, she tore away his simple armor and clamped her jaws down on the coarse hairy belly of the quillboar. He squealed again, but it was cut short. Intestines littered the ground, a few dripping organs hanging from the lion's mouth. Her maw was caked with blood, and she watched the life leave her attacker's eyes.
Finally, she ate his remains.
When the lion ate her fill, she walked away from the corpse. It was food for hyeenas, now. She was full and content, but something was bothering her.. why had she done this? Did she just eat meat? Did she just eat..
"..nooo.....!"
Sunsong, white with brown spots and covered in blood, fell to her knees in anguish. She'd given in again, had lost control. The moonlight highlighted the wet spots in her fur, which dripped to the ground, staining her white fur red.
Sunsong never had control.
Her parents sent her to Thunderbluff, hoping that there were other druids there of her kind that could help. Her constant shifting into animal forms without warning had proved dangerous, the day she returned home with a mouth full of blood and meat from a person she'd met while in her bear form. Send her away, that's the answer.. she can not be allowed to harm others, not if she wants to call herself a member of the Cenarion Circle.
"You are unbalanced," the druid trainer told her. "You must find balance within yourself, or you will never gain control over these forms."
Balance? Balance!? How do they expect me to be balanced when I wake up covered in blood?? She thought, whenever they told her the same thing.
"Until you learn balance, we can teach you no more. You are a danger to those around you."
It led her to Mulgore's plains. She always came here to meditate, to try and find that elusive "balance" that cost her everything. However, the only thing she found was a path leading back to the Barrens, where she wandered aimlessly, in search of something to aid her. Anything at all.
The squeal of a quillboar caught her off guard. The bark of a wolf made Sunsong turn to her attacker, recognizing the hunter. She sent a series of entangling roots to bind the pig man, but his dog still came. Sunsong snarled and bashed the animal accross the face with her staff. It did little to slow him, so she called upon fire from the moon to slowly eat at his life. Again and again she tried to fend off the drooling animal, but it did nothing to stop his attack. When the dog sunk it's teeth into her leg, she let out an angry scream and found herself becoming hairier, her clothes falling to the ground as her body changed into something slimmer.
Gigantic lion's jaws sunk into the flesh around the dog's neck, causing it to whimper sympathetically. Unfortunately, Sunsong was no longer there. The lion growled and increased pressure on her bite, snapping the dog's neck in half. Meanwhile, the quillboar continued sending arrows from his standing position. The lion tossed the wolf's body aside and ran for her attacker, diving atop his body and ripping into his stomach with her teeth as her claws sunk into his sides. The pig man squealed louder, begging for help. The lion pain him no mind. Instead, she tore away his simple armor and clamped her jaws down on the coarse hairy belly of the quillboar. He squealed again, but it was cut short. Intestines littered the ground, a few dripping organs hanging from the lion's mouth. Her maw was caked with blood, and she watched the life leave her attacker's eyes.
Finally, she ate his remains.
When the lion ate her fill, she walked away from the corpse. It was food for hyeenas, now. She was full and content, but something was bothering her.. why had she done this? Did she just eat meat? Did she just eat..
"..nooo.....!"
Sunsong, white with brown spots and covered in blood, fell to her knees in anguish. She'd given in again, had lost control. The moonlight highlighted the wet spots in her fur, which dripped to the ground, staining her white fur red.