Blood Bath RP

Flynn rushes up, shoulder against his captain's.

"Sir, it seems the enemy infiltrated disguised as our pack... It couldn't possibly be..."

His voice trails off, almost frightened.

"We have a traitor in our midst, men. Be wary. For now lets move back to our emergency hold out. The Windsor Caves. Move out!"
He quickly twisted, and began running off. As he ran, he transformed, making his speed alot faster due to the wolf form.

Flynn immediately follows suit and transforms.

Gimme a heads up next time!

He runs alongside his valiant leader in his elegant, yet powerful wolf form. His fur shined brightly in the moonlight. The captain's coat is far more lush and healthy, showing the advantage of his excellent metabolism. The shine came from the captain's high-protein diet, which his heavier muscular physique thanks him for. Flynn knew all of this already, and couldn't help but stare in awe at his amazing leader. His head almost began to feel light and dizzy, but he brushes it off and blames it on his poor diet.

Any sign of Master Gerard?

None at all...this worries me, Flynn.

He continues....

You're not the only one...

Suddenly, a the sound of a knife tearing through the air is heard. Instinctively, Flynn jumps in front of its flight path, stopping it from hitting his captain, it's intended target. The knife sinks into Flynn's chest as he absorbs the full attack.

"GUAAHH!"

The Golden Wolf crashes to ground, blood pouring from his mouth and his stab wound.

Godric stops instantly, and rushes over to his fallen comrade.
Defensive manuvers!
he told the rest of his pack, and they all formed up around the two, creating a wall.
Flynn! You okay or you think u need medical attention?
he says this only becuas attack that are made in wolf form cuase half as much damage. Their wolf skin was tough, and they could go through many slashes and stabs before actually being injured.

I...I think I'm fine, but-

"GRUUAAHH!"

Flynn begins to vomit more blood as the knife falls out, showing traces of a bright green liquid spread gingerly over it.

P-Poison...!?

Flynn feels the poison course through this veins, making him feel weaker by the second. He stares at his captain, intensely into his eyes until the light slowly fades from his own.

C...Cap...tain...I...