He's already left a mess in his room, broken furniture and everything, and he's moved outside to go to work on something living. He hasn't hunted for years, but he is now. The animals don't have it very good though when he can rip them to pieces before ever touching them. The power of the Ebon-Gray rages through him and his golden eyes are
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Pale, but not flinching, he watches from a distance until he thinks Lucivar is turning toward him enough to see. "Lucivar!" he calls.
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She stalks up to him and grabs at his arm -- she's seen him worse than this, after all. "What in Hell's name is going on?"
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