Eric had tensed for a while, unsure of whether what he was hearing were footsteps or not- the sound of owl’s hooting and bugs chewing away at bark was just too cacophonous- and when he did, it was already too late. He let go of Lilith as she backed out of his embrace and was about to catch her and bound into the woods but the moment he had turned on his heels, a male voice suddenly shot out from the foliage. Eric turned and squinted through the trees, trying to make out if the guards had brought any weapons, but a large white flash beamed in his face, his eyes watering instantly as he turned away quickly.
“It’s Reaper and Shifter, I repeat Reaper and Shifter!” Unconsciously, Eric unsheathed his claws and fangs as he heard the man speak into the walkie-talkie, fury building inside him until Lilith suddenly stepped up to him and handed him something. “…Lilith?” he shot a curious look at Lilith’s receding back, as he glanced down at the small piece of jewelry she had just handed over to him. He knew how deadly Lilith’s powers were, and decided to not interfere; he didn’t want to take his chances around his best friend when she was on a roll. Anyways, he had always wanted to see the extent of her powers- never before had they really been able to see it, even when they were jailed together back when they were children. Her powers, at the time, had been underdeveloped, and, before she was reaped, had finally stepped into her powers.
But now it was different. Eric watched with slight amusement as Lilith walked towards the men. When he heard what the men called Lilith, he snapped and growled at them, especially at the one who ordered her around. He didn't attack, however, as he noticed that Lilith was extremely docile, for once. That is, her act of docility was extremely convincing until other men came forward, grabbed her, and dropped to the ground lifeless within seconds. So this…is the extent of Lilith Grim’s powers. Eric felt a shiver run down his spine as he watched Lilith run between the guards, touching their hands, weaving to and fro between the men and trees as if she were participating in some sort of beautiful ritual dance. He felt like he was in a trance as he watched her move, her powers seeping the life out of everything around her, even the trees in the area. Eric barely even noticed when Lilith came to stand in front of him, gently tugging the bracelet out of his hands.
“Well,” he said, an eyebrow raised as he looked down at Lilith, “Yes, we should get moving. This way, actually-“ he stopped and sniffed. Eric sneezed, unable to take in the multitudes of smells the forest had for him. He was used to dull chlorine and the basic scents of other supernaturals and humans, but not an amalgam of almost- he thought- everything placed together. His pinched his nose as he turned towards Lilith and whispered, “Wait a second.”
Eric let go of his nose and let out a whistle, beckoning for a bird to come. He grinned as a hawk landed on his outstretched hand, seeing specific types of animals for the first time always pleased Eric. Quietly, he asked the bird where the next village in, and the hawk replied him with a screech, a screech that Eric understood as if the hawk had spoken English. Nodding, he turned to Lilith; the hawk still perched on his right hand, and grabbed her arm lightly as he guided her in a different direction. “It’s this way. We should hurry; apparently Ben here saw a few more human troops, which I still can’t smell-“ he rubbed his nose with frustration, “and we’re pretty far from the village.”
“It’s Reaper and Shifter, I repeat Reaper and Shifter!” Unconsciously, Eric unsheathed his claws and fangs as he heard the man speak into the walkie-talkie, fury building inside him until Lilith suddenly stepped up to him and handed him something. “…Lilith?” he shot a curious look at Lilith’s receding back, as he glanced down at the small piece of jewelry she had just handed over to him. He knew how deadly Lilith’s powers were, and decided to not interfere; he didn’t want to take his chances around his best friend when she was on a roll. Anyways, he had always wanted to see the extent of her powers- never before had they really been able to see it, even when they were jailed together back when they were children. Her powers, at the time, had been underdeveloped, and, before she was reaped, had finally stepped into her powers.
But now it was different. Eric watched with slight amusement as Lilith walked towards the men. When he heard what the men called Lilith, he snapped and growled at them, especially at the one who ordered her around. He didn't attack, however, as he noticed that Lilith was extremely docile, for once. That is, her act of docility was extremely convincing until other men came forward, grabbed her, and dropped to the ground lifeless within seconds. So this…is the extent of Lilith Grim’s powers. Eric felt a shiver run down his spine as he watched Lilith run between the guards, touching their hands, weaving to and fro between the men and trees as if she were participating in some sort of beautiful ritual dance. He felt like he was in a trance as he watched her move, her powers seeping the life out of everything around her, even the trees in the area. Eric barely even noticed when Lilith came to stand in front of him, gently tugging the bracelet out of his hands.
“Well,” he said, an eyebrow raised as he looked down at Lilith, “Yes, we should get moving. This way, actually-“ he stopped and sniffed. Eric sneezed, unable to take in the multitudes of smells the forest had for him. He was used to dull chlorine and the basic scents of other supernaturals and humans, but not an amalgam of almost- he thought- everything placed together. His pinched his nose as he turned towards Lilith and whispered, “Wait a second.”
Eric let go of his nose and let out a whistle, beckoning for a bird to come. He grinned as a hawk landed on his outstretched hand, seeing specific types of animals for the first time always pleased Eric. Quietly, he asked the bird where the next village in, and the hawk replied him with a screech, a screech that Eric understood as if the hawk had spoken English. Nodding, he turned to Lilith; the hawk still perched on his right hand, and grabbed her arm lightly as he guided her in a different direction. “It’s this way. We should hurry; apparently Ben here saw a few more human troops, which I still can’t smell-“ he rubbed his nose with frustration, “and we’re pretty far from the village.”