Worgen of hate

The moon's glow illuminated the tops of the trees of the vast forest, the branches and leaves atop disturbed by a slight breeze that would chill anyone to the bone, except for the lurker. It's yellow eyes would be the only thing visible to anything that was in the area, a warning to run the other way and never turn back.

The Worgen's nose twitched as it sniffed at the air, the ever so familiar scent of human hitting it's senses and causing her to snarl, lips curling over the wolfen teeth. Disgusting humans. They deserved to all die. Die. Rid of their smell. Kill them all. Kill. Kill.

The more the scent was noted, the more she begun to enrage. The natural hatred for humans was strong and she would sacrifice a limb to kill one. Rid of them from the world. Kill them all. They were a stain on the floors they walked upon. They all needed to die. Bones snap, flesh tear, blood spill. Kill, kill, kill. With each word she panted, growing excited about the slaughter on humans. 'Kill, kill, kill.'

The words ran through the wolfen brain as her feet automatically begun to take her fowards towards the area of the scent, the brutal sharp claws raking at the dirt to help the stride.

At the edge of the forest was an encampment of humans. Lots of humans. So many stains on the world. So many tainted creatures. So much man-made that needed destroying. She would kill them all and tear the camp to pieces.

A low, threatening growl reached her ears from her left side and her head snapped to look at the source. Of course, it was the male Worgen whom she so often bumped into. She snarled back and raised the hair on the saddle of her back; this was her business, her kills and hers to destroy. Her form bulked up, asking for a fight to sort whom would get the joy of the destruction.

The male took in the signals and tilted his head down a fraction; it was her killing. Her fur returned to it's normality of signals, feet taking her towards the encampment once more and leaving the male behind. He would have to wait.

The place of the humans came into view and she almost leapt in an instant, but something was amiss. There was a foul stench in the air and it set her on nerve. The smell burnt her nostrils as the strange man made machines did, but this was far worse. Just the thought of it and she wanted to turn tail and run. But the humans. Humans. Kill, kill, kill! They all had to die.

They had to die!


Nightmares...