Post by marcoscorleone on Jul 5, 2012 1:38:50 GMT 1
Marcos grabbed the hoodie, and nodded. He gave a wave to the group as they left, and began to head for the sniffer. He rubbed up against the walls. He rubbed the hoodie against the walls as well, mixing the two scents together, hoping to fool with the sniffer's nose. He knew sniffer's were great trackers, but even the greatest tracker's can get confused when scents mixed together. His hazel eyes looked at his surroundings, he was looking for the sniffer or at least where it could jump out at him. His corded arms flexed as he pushed himself into a wall, rubbing his scent all over it. He sniffed the air and growled. He caught the scent of one of the other lycan's. Didn't they know, this was dangerous? Marcos knew all the lycan's were strong, but he didn't want anyone else hurt. Another growl escaped his throat, as he caught another scent, this time it was the sniffer.
He turned his attention to where the scent was coming from. He gave off a howl, to grab the sniffer's attention. He began to run, continuing to spread his scent as well as Dels' scent against the walls. He snarled with anger as he saw the mutant. How dare he come into the underground to go after one of his kind? Marcos lunged for the sniffer. The sniffer saw the lunge, and moved out of the way before Marcos could touch him. This caused the lycan to crash into the wall. A yelp escaped Marco's lips, as he crashed into the wall. "You sly, son of a bitch" He pushed himself off the wall. "I'm going to rip you apart, and eat your heart"
Marcos lunged again, this time sending a punch to the sniffer's side. He let out another howl, and took off, moving further away from the lair and the other lycans. A grin came to his lips as the sniffer began to chase him. That's what he wanted. He planned on leading the sniffer up to the surface, and then tear the bastard apart. Sadly, he couldn't steal the clothes for himself, they would be to small, but they might fight another lycan. But that can wait, until the sniffer was dead. If one of the lycan's came to help, it would be good and bad at the same time. Bad because there good be a bigger chance of death or injury. But good, because the sniffer would get confused on scents and be easier to kill.
He turned his attention to where the scent was coming from. He gave off a howl, to grab the sniffer's attention. He began to run, continuing to spread his scent as well as Dels' scent against the walls. He snarled with anger as he saw the mutant. How dare he come into the underground to go after one of his kind? Marcos lunged for the sniffer. The sniffer saw the lunge, and moved out of the way before Marcos could touch him. This caused the lycan to crash into the wall. A yelp escaped Marco's lips, as he crashed into the wall. "You sly, son of a bitch" He pushed himself off the wall. "I'm going to rip you apart, and eat your heart"
Marcos lunged again, this time sending a punch to the sniffer's side. He let out another howl, and took off, moving further away from the lair and the other lycans. A grin came to his lips as the sniffer began to chase him. That's what he wanted. He planned on leading the sniffer up to the surface, and then tear the bastard apart. Sadly, he couldn't steal the clothes for himself, they would be to small, but they might fight another lycan. But that can wait, until the sniffer was dead. If one of the lycan's came to help, it would be good and bad at the same time. Bad because there good be a bigger chance of death or injury. But good, because the sniffer would get confused on scents and be easier to kill.