Day Thirteen - Bad Luck

[and_snow_fell]

Who: Fenrir, Kai
Where: beach, cove portal end
When: Later afternoon
Rating: R

Status: Closed, continued
Summary: Fenrir is among those who were unleashed into DauphinMare. On the beach, he encounters Kai. The course of conversation derails Fenrir's original plan of simply attacking Kai, and leads him to considering that the boy is misplaced.

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[artfulpurloiner]

Kai had given up huddling in corners - especially in the lounge; there had been disturbing goings on in there - and headed for the beach. The beach where nothing bad ever happened and it was sun and sand and ... yes, alright, he was kidding himself, but he was trying to pretend he didn't have something disgusting looking slithering behind him. And that he wasn't walking through a puddle of blood.

He sighed, whimpering almost, and kept walking.

[and_snow_fell]

Fenrir cocked his head curiously as he regarded the boy. He already scented of fear, and that simply stirred the wolf's desire to ravage and kill further.

His shoulders hunched as his body bent a little, hands briefly touching the sand before he righted himself. His wand was, for the moment, forgotten high in his sleeve ... though he might recall he had it later.

"You there," he called, his voice a barking growl as he moved closer. Sunken eyes gleamed dully as he looked forward to where this might go.

[artfulpurloiner]

Kai jumped, certain the slithering thing behind him had caught up with him at last before he spotted Fenrir. Which ... well really, that wasn't much comfort. Sure, he looked human ... mostly. But friendly? No.

"Y-yeah?" he stammered, voice barely above a whisper.

He shoved his hand into his back pocket, checking for the knife he always kept there. He wasn't a good hand at it, but he felt better for having it all the same.

[and_snow_fell]

Fenrir grinned as he stalked a little closer to Kai. His nostrils flared a time or two, and he glanced back toward the cove.

But no. He was here. He was really here. He'd take advantage of that. Damion had said to have fun ... and Fenrir thought he would. "You mind tellin' me where I am?" he said in his best 'I'm a polite wizard' voice - though the grinning leer and gleaming eyes might belie his tone.