#'eh fuck it' he said. 'Go Fuckin Feral' Ashe heard.

[littlehoundthings]

@crosaidi: “ and then there’s saying ‘fuck it,’ and doing what you may. ”

Shitty horoscopes { Accepting }

"Y'fuckin' know what? That sounds like a motto to follow-" Maybe not in the middle of a venatori ambush, but Ashe could certainly respect the subtle hint of 'go fucking nuts'. Maybe the Venatori should have taken the hint when Ashe started chuckling-- the sound of his joints popping as he tensed and danced his fingers.

"Ma vhenan?" Dark mist was already starting to manifest from his body, as dark fur began to spread from beneath his clothes.

"Try t'mind the splash zone," Ashe grunted out as something halfway between a chuckle and a growl-- dark mist covering his entire body before being torn apart by a swipe of sharp claws, and a loud howl that echoed through the area. The form of the werewolves in the Brecilian Forest would serve him well today.

The Hound was on the Hunt.