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Old Wounds,New Heat w/Nitrozz

Silver doesn't budge an inch, his larger frame more than strong enough to keep her from standing as he keeps her on the ground and pulls his bloody fangs back from her shoulder. He then licks the wound as it already begins to knit itself shut. He moves his clawed hand to the back of her head, pushing her face down into the ground and keeping her then as he lets out a long growl in warning at her impudence. He's staring at her with feral need now while holding her put.

"You are not human, beast, must make peace... with wolf..." he told her then as his eyes narrowed, one hand moving grip her tail at the base and pull to remind her what she was now.
"Not human, anymore," he repeated, trying to make it sink in.
"You are like me... cursed now... cursed always... slave to the moon, instincts born deep inside," he went on with a shake of his head, snapping his teeth in the air.
"Must accept... or lose yourself," he warned then, keeping her held down.
 
Astrid groans in pain, her shoulder burns as the beast bit into her should while holding her down to assert his dominance. She gasp once he tugs at her tail, and all the while her wound started to stitch herself back up. She is human, but she is cursed. She does stop struggling once he held her down to tell her these horrible things? How could she accept this? Would the moon control her actions and become a horrible monster that attacks humans? She couldn't do that, she is a hunter, how could she? "..." She is silent at this, relaxes just abit.
 
"Can't go back... never go back..." the silver beast growled out in warning, his grip on her tail tight to emphasize his point even as he propped over her to look her in the eye. His amber gaze bore into her, as if seeing through her and her thoughts.
"Not a hunter, not a human, not an animal, must remember or lose self..." he warned as he stood up and watched her, gaze narrowing as he made sure her wound was healed. Letting out a chuff he stalked around her. Even with her own body changed she couldn't match him in size or strength, his form bigger than her own even on all fours while towering a full head over her while standing.
"Do not... lose your self..." he told her.
 
Astrid knows that she is a lot shorter than the beast, she felt tired as it took a lot of out her to transform in this hideous creature. Her body curls up as she cannot move, she doesn't have the strength to do so. Her body feel so heavy, so she is laying still for now as misery washed over her as she realized what this means. She would rather put to the sword than to live like this.
 
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