Imminente Luna | By : Lycan_Cub Category: G through L > Law & Order Views: 1151 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Elliot lay on the couch of his apartment, unable to sleep. He felt so agitated and it was starting to get to him. He wanted to move but he was trying to force himself to stay still. 'You can't stay this way all night,' Aneil said, taunting him. He didn't respond but he sat up and placed his feet on the cold floor. He had to move and he had to get outside. He took off the sling and stood. He slipped on his sneakers, which were by the couch. He grabbed his sweater and walked out of the apartment. Elliot felt so much better as the cool night air hit him. He felt free and he started to walk, not knowing where he was going. He let his feet carry him along the streets as if he knew exactly where he would end up. Elliot looked around, realizing he was walking towards a park. He sat on a bench and leaned back, closing his eyes. He still didn't know why he came here but he was relieved to be outside. Elliot was surprised at how relaxed he felt. 'I see you're enjoying yourself.' 'Shut up.' 'That's not a very nice thing to say,' Aneil said, chuckling. Elliot's jaw tightened in annoyance and anger. He stood up and started to walk back to his apartment. The walk helped him feel better and he didn't fell as anxious. Elliot had finally made it back to his apartment, hoping that he wouldn't have to be subjected to Aneil's talking again. He stripped down to his boxers and sat on the edge of the bed. He looked at the bandage that was wrapped around his left shoulder. He didn't feel much pain but he knew that he would have to wear his sling for work. 'Tomorrow,' Aneil said wistfully. Elliot wished he would shut up. 'I've already told you, I'm not going to." Elliot growled. He was taken aback by the primal sound of it. Elliot wasn't sure what was going on with him. He lay down and closed his eyes, hoping he could get a good night's rest. He really hoped that the voice would go away when he woke up in the morning.
Running, he was running and it felt strange. The grassy clearing seemed to stretch on forever. He never felt this free and it was exhilarating.
He started to slow as he came towards a lake. He walked slowly towards it. He looked into the clear water, seeing his reflection. Golden eyes stared back at him. He cocked his head to the side and whined in confusion at the sight. He looked at the light brown hair that covered him and then looked down at his paws. He looked up at the sky to see a full moon, shining down, illuminating the whole lake. He turned and felt a light breeze blow through his fur. He turned his head when a familiar smell caught his attention. He walked down the bank of the river, following the intoxicating smell. He saw a person sitting on the bank. They turned and looked at him. He approached and he could see a smiling face. He laid his head in their lap and closed his eyes as they stroked his fur and rubbed his head. He opened his eyes, gold meeting black. They stared at each other, never wavering. He looked away and tensed as he smelled something. He growled and got up. He heard another growl and saw yellow eyes. He stood his ground as another wolf emerged. It was much bigger than him and it had black fur. It looked over at the person but he stood in front of them, growling and ready to protect them. The wolf charged at him. He charged, them both hitting each other. He flew back but quickly got back up, ready. He ran at it, biting it on the neck. It swung him back as it growled in pain. They circled each other, waiting for the other to make a move. He watched it's eyes flicker towards the person and charge towards them. He charged after, hoping to reach it before it was too late. He pushed himself, being so close to his target but so far. "George!" Elliot yelled as he shot up off the bed. He was sweating and his heart was racing. He looked down to see his sheets were ripped to shreds. He didn't know the reason for the dream but it left him with an uneasy feeling. "George," he said, softly. He was trying to figure out how the doctor even made it into his dream. He was going to have to keep an eye on the shorter man. He pushed off the shredded sheet and sat up. He looked at the alarm clock on his nightstand. 'Five. I need a shower.' 'Maybe a cold one,' Aneil said, nonchalantly. Elliot groaned. He hoped that he would go away. 'I'm still here.' Elliot growled. He stood up stretching, before he made his way to the bathroom.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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