Aug 05, 2009 00:24
Seventeen years, I've left myself starved...
Insanity is what they call the state of mind of people who cage their inner beasts...
Mine is a dragonwolf...
I've been far past insanity for some time now...
These past few years, it's been harder to contain myself... Harder to rein in the Rage that makes my blood roar... I've not let myself roam like I should... Take in the feel of the energy of people around me in a nighttime crowd... Let the energy feed my senses... Sate the animal within...
The animal wants more than that these days...
To do that, though, I need a pack to run with... And there's nothing like what I need here... Save for one... And she swears she's not afraid...
Thursday will tell for sure...
full moon,
beast,
wolf