Meditation is key - Oz
Oz looked from the cracked wall of the broken down building to his bloodied hand. He’d really killed… the wall. He stretched his fingers out and fisted them again before beginning the trek back towards the apartments. He’d gone far away, afraid that the wolf that was just under the surface would break free. Now, he intended to find Buffy and tell her that Willow was here… only the wrong one.
Now? The closer he got to the apartment building, the harder the wolf scratched at the surface. It wanted food and knew he was just out of control enough that he might have a chance to get out.
Not ready yet…
He entered an old building nearby and went up to the roof to sit cross-legged on the floor and then close his eyes. He needed to get centered again… emotionless. He’d done it hundreds of times before. He could do it now.
Shaky hands rested on his knees as he began to meditate in silence… alone, away from anyone he could hurt. Away from everything.
Now? The closer he got to the apartment building, the harder the wolf scratched at the surface. It wanted food and knew he was just out of control enough that he might have a chance to get out.
Not ready yet…
He entered an old building nearby and went up to the roof to sit cross-legged on the floor and then close his eyes. He needed to get centered again… emotionless. He’d done it hundreds of times before. He could do it now.
Shaky hands rested on his knees as he began to meditate in silence… alone, away from anyone he could hurt. Away from everything.