Snippet #2478810

Tristan growled deeply as the hunter tried to get him angry as he began touching Mackenzie and kissing her. He watched as Mackenzie fought back the hunter using her magic to fight him off as well as a new found strength. His mind had suddenly linked the reason for Mackenzie's sudden change, the wolf scratched her, bites and scratches did tend to affect people unless they were already dead then if didn't matter. The magic blood in her veins must have mixed in the wolf blood and combined.

The rays of the moon were upon him, black fur erupted from his skin his clothes ripping as his muscles grew in size, his jaw elongated and his teeth became fangs. Even though the chains crumbled around his he could have pulled the chains away easily with the help of the wolfs strength. He growled deeply as he saw Mackenzie get hit by a bullet, diving on the hunter responsible for shooting her bit deeply into the hunters neck snapping it in half.

Rushing to Mackenzie the wolf sniffed quickly looking at the bullet wound, licking the outside clean he looked at the wound the bullet was pretty close to the top of the skin. Silver bullets traveled fast but they didn't make a dent in the flesh, using his claw he dug out the bullet dropping it to the floor and pushing it away. Licking the wound clean so it would heal quicker, picking up Mackenzie with his paws he placed her on his back. He thought about where they could go, they couldn't go back to the house it would be on watch. He had an idea where to go.

He walked for a while before he came to his destination, pushing past the hanging moss in front of the cave entrance. Coming to a larger cave he placed Mackenzie on the floor, dragging over some dry branches he scraped his claws on the walls of the cave sparking and lighting the branches into a warm fire. He lay next to Mackenzie his arm around her, it wasn't long before the fur melted away and he was human again. Tristan was proud of the wolf for helping Mackenzie since they had both had feelings for her. He glanced around the cave looking at the vicious scratch marks on the wall from the aggression of the wolf and Tristan growing up it wasn't exactly homey but it would do for the night.