As the {red} eyes {Gazes}

[nighty!]

Itachi coughed a couple of times. Bring the prey with pricked ears and running way. "Damn..." He doesn't know why he was coughing but the black wolf was just.... coughing for some reason. Itachi coughed a couple more times. Even more animals around him ran away. "What's happening?" He woofed to himself. It was so weird, he never gotten sick in his life.

His {red} eyes gleamed at a rabbit. He got his {red} eyes locked on to the rabbit and pounced on it and dug his claws into the rabbit slowly, giving out the pain to the rabbit. Itachi's {red} were brighter than the blood on the rabbit's pure white fur. He pricked his ears and sniffed the air. Someone was coming. Who was it?

[Sivoncé™]

The cave was damp and dark, but it would have to do untill morning. He'd finally gotten her to shut up after about an hour, and she'd realized by now that they were far from the kind nursery of the Yozorans. He'd told her all his plans, how he would prove his strength to the whole of wolven kind, how he, descendent of Sky and Wind would bring back the four great packs. And how he loved her, and one day they would raise and empire.
She'd screamed.
To his ultimate frustration, she was still young and stupid. She didn't understand yet. But she would, he would see to that.
Paris emerged from the cave, scenting the air for prey. To his greatest pleasure, he could feel another wolf nearby. Yes, wolf would be Olive's first meal with him. She would dine on the blood of her former packmates in the vision of his new beginning.
Prowling through the brush, the sick-minded killer made his moves, surrounding the wolf in the darkness that matched the color of his heart. His eyes glowed like burning coals and his deadly gaze locked with that of his prey.
And the killer sprang.

[nighty!]

Itachi never got to turned around and now he became the prey. What was happening? What was going on? The backstabbing wolf never really gotten targetted before. Itachi turned his head and found a blood-thirsty neophyte. "WHo the hellfire are you?" He jumped and ran when the neophyte had dug his claws into him trying to get him off.

[Sivoncé™]

Paris snarled with vicious pleasure, digging his thorn-sharp claws in deeper. He sunk his pearly white fangs into the back o fhis prey's neck, ignoring the thrasing and howls of alarm. He'd cleverly hidden his den and Olive, so even if a search party did come, it would be fruitless. His insiscors were stained crimson from the spraying blood that poured like a fountain from his victim. He dug his fangs in deeper into the spine, hoping for paralysis to take place.

[nighty!]

Itachi's {red} eyes widen with a couple of blood came out from the splat on his muzzle. What was happening? What was going on? How the hellfire can a little son of a cat could be killing him? He fell down with his body laying down on his side. His {red} eyes was still open, he wasn't dead, he was tired. No he was about to die so what the heck. "Well whoever you are pup, your going to hellfire with me," Itachi chuckled. "I will see you soon, gazing on you from below. Watching your future and making sure that you will die."

[Sivoncé™]

"Shameful...."
He snarled, letting go of his dying victim and leaping lightly in front of the wolf. "Shameful, shameful, SHAMEFUL!" He screeched, ripping through the night with his cruely noise. "SHAME! YOU DIE IN SHAME! THE WORTHLESS DIE WITH SHAME!"

The words of an old ritual. These were the words thrown at the infamous Siveria Nightshade when she was executed. These were the words the devil spoke over her body. These were the words of none other than satan himself.
"Now...die...." he whispered into Itatchi's ear, thrusting his claws into the wolf's chest as final, killing movement.

[nighty!]

Itachi smiled down at the neophyte. "I die when I feel like it, you don't know what evil is don't you pup," He slowly stood up with blood dripping on the pup. Then his {red} eyes glared down evily. His paws started to spark. Lightning was coming out of them. It is time "Like I said, I die when I die, you can't get into the way, you can't change destiny, you can't change my life."

Itachi moved away from the neophyte and turned around running toward him, hitting with with the paws. It will only injure him. "It is like I'm evil, this is yours and my punishment." The lightning which was known as sharingan wore off and he fell down. Blood striming down, a lifeless body. His {red} eyes were still open.




I die when I want to die,
You can't change my life.
You can change my abilities,
but you can't change my life.
I see your strengths,
You saw my blind spot.
It is like I'm evil.

~Itachi, brother of Saskue of the same pack.
~Itachi, son of a famous wolf who is still unknown.
~Itachi, backstabbing wolf who betrayed his own pack
~Itachi's last words.

[Sivoncé™]

Paris flinched away from Itatchi but said nothing. The pain slowly ebbed and his ears pricked as he heard Olive's feet scuffling in the root cave. The scuffling paused when she realized escape would be impossible, then intensified as she struggled harder to escape the unfortunate prison he'd made for her.
She'll understand someday... He thought to himself, a sly smile creeping over his maw.
Or I'll make her.

[nighty!]

A shameful body layed there on the ground.
A lifeless body stayed there on the ground.
A backstabbing body stayed there on the ground.
Itachi's body layyed there on the ground with a pool of blood.
His eyes remained opened.

[nighty!]

~*~A WEEK LATER~*~

Pernille came back from the Moonless Meeting and was hungry. She knew that Itachi was missing and no one really saw that so she looked for the wolf while hunting. The neophyte continue to hunt down in the forest looking at the identical bunny that she killed at her first lesson with her mentor quickly noticing a body. A dead body. Eww... she quickly looked at it and saw the {red} eyes that were still open. It was Itachi, and from the blood on the muzzle and the body. He was murdered. Pernille quickly ran back to the main camp for their meeting.