Shifter RPG

"...check him." He pointed to Falling.
Shadow realized his concern, but felt it was best to leave it to Cho.

"Wha..?" She stopped. Concerned, she checked over Falling. Something was wrong., but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

If something was wrong, Shadow had to protect them. He stepped out into the forest to see if anyone was watching.

Tear had not gone far. Shadow could see him. Tear looked back, "Everything all right? Seems as though your red-head wolfy was in a coma or something." He sneered.

"You're not part of this. Get out. And if you say anything against me..." His voice was calm, with a slight edge to it. He was ready to fight. He wanted to.

Tear thought twice before answering. Shadow wanted a fight, and Tear would lvoe to see his tactics, in fact, he needed to. "Hey, I can go where I like. Don't tell me what to do." He turned around completely and faced Shadow.

"This land isn't so free, kid." He replied.

"Whatever you say, Mom. I didn't think mothers could be so old."

Shadow was trained from years of teasing in the Serpent Tribe. "Go screw yourself." he said, calmly.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you screw yourself." he replied, naturally amused. He shifted positions. "I suppose you where contemplating committing suicide then decided to waist eternity watching these idiots?" he asked "I would've gone with suicide." (MIND READER)

"Life is a privilege," He replied. "...to waste it would be a sin against the Gods. I'd rather protect a new generation than die along with the old generation."

He smiled. "But isn't there anyone down in hell you where hoping to see? Or where their souls burnt to a crisp like humans'?"

He glanced in the direction of the Serpent Tribe but did not answer. "Go away."

He leaned in. "So there was some one, wasn't there?" he sneered.

Shadow stepped forward and threw a punch, almost loosing control.

Tear stayed where he was. "So who was it?" he asked as he through a punch back, adding in a side-kick.

Shadow dodged and pushed him back. "Leave or I'll have to use force."

Tear staggered, and didn't respond. He looked at Shadow, amused. "Force." he mimicked.

Shadow stared back. His silver eyes shone.

Tear huffed and ran forward delivering a punch to the stomic and stepped back. He wasn't trying at all. In fact, he held back and attacked clumsily.

Shadow staggered, already injured and feeling the washed-up pain. "...fine."
He blew Tear backward with a powerful blast and focused. He had to be quick....

Tear fell. His eyes tempted to ask a question. Tell me when you want to stop. "So who's that person you wanted to go and see in hell? A girl, perhaps?" he asked, running back up to Shadow. He lifted his leg to delver a kick, but his hand reached Shadow's neck first. He gripped it tightly and kicked him. Releasing only when the full blast of his kick would plummet Shadow back.

Pain. That's all it was.
Shadow had to hold him down in order for it to work. He blasted Tear back and used a spell to hold him against a tree.
He focused...

Tear didn't struggle, when the pain found its way to him, he twitched. He shifted.

Shadow lost strength. His form thinned, his cheekbones showed. He was ghostly pale as if he were a corpse...
The spell had to keep Tear down...