Terrors of a Full Moon [Active, Open]

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Character(s): Remus Lupin and anyone else.
Content: It's the full moon, and Remus transforms into a werewolf, and goes running around the city of Paixao.
Setting: All over Paixao.
Time: Nightfall, after the moon rises.
Warnings: Please note that any character in this thread will encounter Remus and may be subject to getting hurt, or, if they're human, of becoming a werewolf themselves.

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The sun was setting, and Remus was heading straight for the church. Despite feeling like he was going to keel over and pass out. He hoped beyond hope that the heavy doors could contain him, and that he could find a room without any windows to jump through. The sun was disappearing below the horizon, and he knew the moon would be up soon after. Remus ran through the building, looking for a secure place to lock himself up.

By the time Remus had found a secluded room, the sun was down, and the moon started to rise. Pain started to course through him, and he fell to his knees on the floor, doubles over from the intense pain with his wand dropping to the floor as well. The moon rose higher, and Remus screamed, the transformation taking over and the beast that he tried so hard to hide came out. Remus' screams soon turned to harsh howls, and what used to be a kind, considerate boy now ran through the church and burst out the front doors. Remus was loose in the city of Paixao. No one was safe.

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[cantfytmoonlyt.livejournal.com]

He may not have bitten him, but Remus had been able to get Wolf off of him, and now they were facing each other once again. Blood was still dripping off of Remus' fur from his wound, but he still held his ground, intending to drive this imposter away as long as he still had strength to stand. This was his territory, not Wolf's, and he was doing his bast to make that clear.

Unfortunately, the blood loss was really starting to get to the werewolf, so all he could do was stand there with his fur on end and teeth bared, snarling at the hybrid. He waited to see what Wolf would do, and if he had the balls to make the first attack this time.

[throwtheroses.livejournal.com]

Wolf growled and snarled, he stood on all fours in his spot, eyes focused on Remus. His bright eyes glowing through the night into the other’s. Should he run away, should he claim territory? This plagued his mind like no other. Wolf’s human side couldn’t even have a word in saying what was the best thing to do. He lowered himself on the ground, ready to pounce Remus for another attack. His claws scratching deep in the dirt and stone, hair wild from his animal behavior he was projecting on this full wretched moon night.

[cantfytmoonlyt.livejournal.com]

Although on a more subtle side than Remus would have taken, he could see that Wolf was not ready to back down, or at least, faking that he wasn't about to back down. The pain that this thing had been able to inflict upon him was pretty bad, and as beaten up as he was, he wasn't in the best of shape to defend himself or his pride (if werewolves had pride) from his opponent.

Remus growled back, slowly backing away, step by step, but never turning his back to Wolf. He didn't want to be beaten, but his instincts were starting to tell him to flee for now and fight another day.

[throwtheroses.livejournal.com]

Watching Remus back away was almost a relief to watch for Wolf. He didn’t want to turn his back on a fight. Though the other seems to know when to quit. Wolf continues his stare down with the werewolf across from him. Wolf grunted in his growl at the other, as if to say this wasn’t over, but can back off for the time being. He backed up himself, and sitting up straight, the moonlight just behind wolf. A small snarl etched up on his mouth. Eyes still illuminated in the dark.

[cantfytmoonlyt.livejournal.com]

Remus snarled in return. Wolf was right. This wasn't over. Once he had gotten his strength back, he would challenge this guy again, and next time, he would come out as the victor.

The werewolf continued to back up, and when he figured he was far enough, finally turned tail and ran off the best he could due to his wounds. This really wasn't a good night for him, but he would be back another time to get things the way he wanted.