Daniel got into position. It was difficult – nah, it was actual work – to keep his face from vamping out. The last thing he needed was to freak anyone out, but the growls and barks outside the door set his teeth on edge. The hairs on his arms and neck stood up. It was a matter of time. “Ah, sorry if my face,” he gestured vaguely at it, “Yeah.”
He shook his head.
“Alright, Let’s open up on three. One… two… three!”
Daniel pulled. A blast of cool air hit him in the face first, followed by a grotesque stream of saliva and foam as a hound threw itself against the wooden door. He recoiled. His brow rippled and changed. “Yaaargguuuuug!”
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on 2014-01-19 02:40 am (UTC)He shook his head.
“Alright, Let’s open up on three. One… two… three!”
Daniel pulled. A blast of cool air hit him in the face first, followed by a grotesque stream of saliva and foam as a hound threw itself against the wooden door. He recoiled. His brow rippled and changed. “Yaaargguuuuug!”