Spoon does have depths of savagery in him that he had kept under lock and key. He always does. He's got an intimate knowledge of anatomy gained from hard personal experience, and lingering remnants of hatred of life, and he has always, always been careful to keep man and wolf balanced on that dagger's edge where savagery and civilization keeps him from doing something he'd regret.
The mournful howl, uniquely Spoon in its mix of human rage and canine grief, couples with the slipping of those last few bonds.
Wells told him, once, to use the wolf so that it didn't use him. Right now...right now the Brown is using the man.
He's hurting the defenders. He's hurting them, not killing them, not even wounding them except in that it causes the maximum pain and suffering.
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Date: 2008-02-11 06:28 am (UTC)The mournful howl, uniquely Spoon in its mix of human rage and canine grief, couples with the slipping of those last few bonds.
Wells told him, once, to use the wolf so that it didn't use him. Right now...right now the Brown is using the man.
He's hurting the defenders. He's hurting them, not killing them, not even wounding them except in that it causes the maximum pain and suffering.
And the moaning howl of pain doesn't stop.