The large bear stretched out and rolled onto his back, stretching more before starting to wake up. "Hnn..Rnnnmmphh." He gives a low rumble in annoyance and gets up, scratching at his left paw. More specifically where the mark hid beneath the fur. Tynp shifted and frowned at it before touching it and eventually scratching again. "I said we could talk more. Not to just make me yours."
Pause for comment...
...No comment from the disembodied voice. "Hmph..Not helpful..Though. I'll have you know that's the second dream I've had in around a thousand years." The druid ran a hand through that tousled hair and peered around. Spires of Arak. Odd. Wasn't I...Who knows. Tynp shrugged and picked a direction at random until he came across a few refugees. The fleeing Arakkoa couple were terrified and only calmed slightly at "Calm down I'm from the Alliance side relief team."
...The male clicked his beak and sighed, shifting the large pack unlike the other he was slowly calming more as they walked along "Squa-Should be close to the road out." His wife just stuck close by, completely silent and carrying only a small bundle in her arms.
"A long walk still and we're sitting ducks on the ramp out." Tynp responded, warily. "I wouldn't mind killing some of the high and mighty poultry though, no offense. Kill them. He shook his head wildly, trying to ignore it only to get a flash of pain.
"Everything okay, friend?" the male looked concerned, eyes scanning the sky in fear of their skyward cousins. Skaara, the female stared at Tynp and only Tynp. Her beady black eyes unflinching and defensive.
Kill Them.. She knows what you think..Kill her kill her, get them both. Be done with it. I'll stop having to hurt you, lovely. Rejoice with me~ "No!" He hisses and clutches his hand as the pain hits. "Your thoughts, not mine!" Ours then either way. Kill them kill them Kill Them KILL THEM REJOICE AND KILL THE INNOCENT BLOOD SHALL BE SHED BEFORE THIS DAY IS OUT. YOU WILL SLAUGHTER THEM!!
With Tynp hunched over in pain in an attempt resist the urge, the couple have moved away and with the Skaara behind him the Male held out a puny knife to fend him off. It meant little to a large and very angry bear. Wild with pain Tynp ripped into the man receiving and ignoring superficial wounds from the blade Tyn silenced the man's screams and his own bellows by swiftly ripping out the male's throat with his fangs. The woman's eyes stared the same look as before. Soul-piercing defiance. His own voice mixed with that of the mark as her eyes stirred something dark within him. He would shut them for good. Before that was thought completely through the druid was charging and Skaara was shredded, ripped, gored, minced, and partially eaten before he had ahold of himself again.
Tynp shifted back and stumbled away before falling to his knees and puking blood and guts and feathers down the side of the cliff. He sagged and nearly fell before shifting back and gagging more. "Oh god..Is that wh-what Lein felt..When I?" He shuddered..legitimately afraid a rare thing for him. Ooohhhh we're going to have so much fun! yes we are yes we are! rejoice, little one for we have started this path and it will end as it has started. Blood and thunder Rejoice! Rejoice! "SHUT UUUP!" He shrieked and clawed out himself. Through pure willpower and the fact that he'd listened he drove the voice off for now. The pain from his knifed and clawed arms and chest enough to focus on. that and now after clawing his face -to try and rid himself of the voice- the blood everywhere was indistinguishable.
He shuddered and eventually made it to his feet.."I need to go..Now." He looked through their pack for something..anything to ease the pain and as he was near leaving found Skaara's bundle. Inside was a swaddled Arrakoan chick. The small babe had been dropped and lost blood. oohohoohohooo~ This one is all yours! Lame and an orphan. Put the thing out of it's misery no pain. only rejoicing for us all. I will take care of her. Tynp started to resist and then just froze. Those eyes. Knowing, piercing, black and endless. He fell into them deeper and darker into the abyss and by the time he had clawed his way out the chick's throat was crushed and it's body discarded. He shivered and threw up more before sagging to his knees and falling silent.
Tynp lasted only another half hour before he was deep down the rabbit hole of some drug or another. Coping mechanisms.
((I lost like 3/4s of the post and had to redo it but there..))
