Dire Wolf Devil
𝓦𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓔𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻.
Nia laid her face flat against the table.
Akumu sighed, patting Nia's back gently as he lowered his ears.
Masaru stood in front of five black-hooded cloaked men. They're faces hidden in the darkness. Only the moonlight shown upon where Masaru stood. He seem stuck in place, not moving at all. Yuki balled up her fist, marching up to Masaru with anger in her eyes.
"Whatever it is, it's a no! I do not care if you are the Council, i'll personally feed you all each other's throats." The middle, most definitely the leader, stepped forth. "Yuki Oshiro, it is not your place to say. Your brother has killed the former Nogitsune, Ayumu Oshiro, your father. Once that happened, the powers from your father have slowly seeped into your brother's spirit. He needs training to control whatever hell storm shall go through him." Yuki grabbed her brother and pulled him back. "Fat chance. I am not letting you take him again." The leader growled. "Give me. The Last. Nogitsune." Yuki spat on his shoes and sneered. Her face becoming vicious and ugly. "I rather fuck a cactus." Her hands lit up with a bright, blue flame and launched it on the member's face. The leader screamed and then shouted one command that made the world spin and the earth quiet. "Get them all and take that boy." The council members nodded and began to reach out for Masaru. Yuki grabbed his arm, turned back to the group and yelled one word, "run!" She pushed Masaru onto to Nicholas and he made quick pace as Masaru laid stiff in his arms. Yuki stayed there and shifted.
Her form was huge as she was as tall as the trees. She bat and whacked many of them with her tails and front paws. Her jaws snapping in the air as she tried to catch a few flying council members. She felt a sting in her neck and howled in pain. A tail wrapped around the one who did it and she tossed the council member easily into her mouth. The crunch of bones and such filling the air as well as they fought. She turned, whacking the rest back and began to run quickly. Whatever they injected her with was filled with something close to a tranquilizer. A sedative. She was loosing a lot of focus, she shifted as she made her way and ran with the group.
Dei-Loki slid and slightly stumbled to a stop once he spotted Masaru - Malvo nearly bumping into Dei-Loki once he stopped. Dei's eyes soon widened as he took notice to the paralysed-like state his mate had been in before his eyes darted over to the five men hiding their faces under the shadows of their hoods. Listening as Yuki confronted them while something inside himself seemed to slowly begin clawing its way to the surface. Listening at first, he would nod before grabbing his sister's arm. Running with the others. It wasn't until he'd heard the heard the howl, however, that whatever was fighting its way into power began to burst through. A black, smoke or steam-like substance having begun to seep out of the young demigod.
"YUKI!" Malvo cried following the pain-caused howl. Forcefully, she tore her arm free from Dei-Loki's grasp before rushing over. Offering Yuki support as she ran. Once she'd caught up, she would quickly take notice to Dei-Loki's absent presence - her gaze causing her head to turn back to look at him. Her eyes soon widening the moment she'd felt the power surging through the air. "DEI! Come on! What are you doing!?"
It was almost as if Dei-Loki hadn't heard her, at first. A blank expression on his face as the whites of his eyes would turn pitch black before the veins of the corruption could even climb his face. And, in an instant, an eerie, VERY wolfish grin spread across his face before shifting his form into something far different than his typical wolf form. This form was larger. MUCH larger than that typical pup form. That same black steam-like substance seeming to seep from his fur. Though, this 'steam' left a temporary trail as he'd quickly charge at one of the approaching council members. Tossing his weight on the male before sinking his teeth into the neck, tearing the throat open completely before leaping back as a large hand shot out from a nearby shadow. The entity gripping the corpse before throwing it into the other council members.
Dei-Loki had watched, quickly darting his way back over to the others. Still in this form, he'd usher them into the nearest shadow. A portal to home opening within the darkest part.