
That familiar pull felt as the room around him swirled into darkness and hearing his name his eyes flew open. A hooded cloaked figure blurs into view recognizing him as the keeper of death. He really hadnt looked upon Death's face and as the grim reaper neared he extended a hand out, gesturing for Dare to take the offering...a small amber talisman. As Dare takes it Death instructs him to hold it and to follow him. Dare wills his spurred feet into motion and he follows the robed figure further into the Umbra without a word. The talisman gripped tightly as he eyed the appearing snow-like landscape, his keen senses picking up on Kara's scent, and fear struck him. Death, upon hearing Dare's slight whimpers and sensing his anxiety, without skipping a beat he assures Dare that there was nothing to fear for Kara as well as himself. Swiftly the landscape changes and a light breeze surrounds Darien, feeling it wrap about his entire being as he closed his eyes letting it brush his face kissingly and stills. Opening his eyes, feeling it part from him, he felt almost lost with out its touch but then noticed the muddy marshland. Looking all about him he saw the mansion and to the other side the Lafayette illuminated only in the pale of the moonlight. Then he saw it...the distortion in the landscape and as he looked closer he saw his twin and Jailiista within its eerie glow, Jai was chanting and the smell of blood thick in the air reached him, drawing out his beast to the surface. The feel of Death's soothing touch on his shoulder seemed to quell the need to feed but only briefly when suddenly he let out a painfilled howl as the eerie brightness turned to stabbing daggers that penetrated eyes and Death's hand laid heavy to his shoulder, Dare was brought to his knees.
Instantly Dare's anger rose and he snarled as he shifted from homid to glabro to crinos, hispo, then lupus. This time the pain went unnoticed as he shifted on all fours within the shadow of Fenris who loomed over Death and Dare, neither one granted permission to look at the keeper of the Dark Umbra. Being the rebellious Get he was, Dare lifted his lupine face up to the god, in a flash he saw those yellow-red eyes before a snarl heard and a large jaw snaps him into the pitch darkness right before awakening and Dare gasps for air as his eyes fly open, his talons gripped to the chair of the leathers, ripping into the supple leather like it was the skin of some huge beast, his heart racing, his breath catching and the faint whisper of two words as a slight breeze encircles his face lovingly...."bind me". He felt the sticky sweat on his body an the feel of the amber talisman around his neck. As he sat looking to this ambered crystal. Could Death be suggesting he get himself a fetish and if so...bind who?He lifts and swiftly moves to his desk to jot down his experience:::
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