(I remember getting salt on a few of my cuts... Stings like a bugger. XD )
Ash began to shake, the pain stinging through his fingers. He gritted his teeth tightly and looked up at Eaton. He laughed, "Pathetic."
Amber followed a path, passing a tyre that had been tossed aside. She continued onward, following an almost non-existent trail. Ash, where are you?
"Tate..." Tara breathed, a hint of disbelief in her voice. Her face softened. She mentally smacked herself, then scrunched her face up with disgust and hatred.
Without thinking, she launched her fist forward; heading straight for Tate's face.
Alex pushed the door open and made his way outside, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. He took one out and offered it to Judith.
Eaton growled deeply and in a flash of movement, had Ash's chin in a bruising hold. He brought his face close to Ash's. His eyes glowing with shards of amber and his teeth showing fangs. He said in a death calm voice, " What you call pathetic, comes at great restraint from me. Because what my werewolf nature wants to do, is carefully carve strips from your flesh and eat them while you watch. Fresh meat is the best by far. It's still rich and juicy with life's blood and a kick of adrenaline to add spiciness. Unlike a dead meal, that's bland and gets cold too fast. But with you, I'd take my time, so you'd stay warm for the duration. For I intimately know where all the major arteries are. Not to mention, where the best bits are. So I'd insure you'd not bleed out for a long, long time. So if you'd rather end the formalities, I can start with you for dinner." He pull out his large hunting knife and drove it deeply into the chair cushion between Ash's legs. Eaton kept it razor sharp, so it sliced through like a hot knife through warm butter. "So do you have any answers for me yet, boy? You'd best talk before we begin, because you might not feel like talking during. I promise you'll be too busy screaming" He said as he released Ash's chin with a contemptuous flip of his wrist. He then ripped the knife from the chair cushion and raised the jean fabric from Ash's leg, as if he was skinning an animal. With precise movements, he cut a large rectangle out of the pant leg, to expose Ash's thigh. Eaton licked his lips in anticipation, as he looked expectantly at Ash.
Edited by NickyKnack - 6/20/16 at 8:15am