Digging rabbit holes

[Daven Boontham]

It had been a month since his family died. To him, it had been a long time living without them even though it was still new. His friends tried to keep him company but they had to get back to their lives. And so did he but it wasn't that easy. He wished it was but the pain was deep and he felt so alone. Like no one could feel the pain he felt. He had been feeling down today when he got up. He was able to get dressed and head out.

He started to walk he had no idea where he was going. He just started to walk. He had his thoughts all to himself. These thoughts brought up feeling and he became emotional. He continued to walk and ended up at the crime scene, His family's home. It was the first time he went to his family's home he knew he shouldn't have gone alone but he didn't even plan on going there he just ended up there.

It was too much to take in the place was ransacked and blood was all over the place. His stomach turned as he envisioned what happened to his family members. Daven ran out of the house crying he couldn't breathe he felt so empty and alone. He couldn't understand how someone could do this to his family and to the other shifter families that were attacked.

"Why?" He cried out looking to the sky he was on his knees. "Why would you let this happen? No God would let this happen." He blamed God for not stopping the bastards that did this to him.

He wanted answers, he wanted revenge, he wanted to hurt whoever did this to his family, he was so angry he was still alive and he had to face the pain alone.

Trash Bat

[Savas Oakley]

He walked low and hunched over, nostrils flared and lip curled back. Savas Oakley knew this was where it all had gone down; he'd shed a little of the blood himself--on the wolves' side. His blue eyes narrowed as he turned them warily over the land he'd once thought of as home. Still, something deep in his bones ached for the days of his childhood, when everything was so innocent and full of wonder and adventure. He and his siblings had the reign over their family's part of the forest, co-existing with other shifter families, only hunting and eating non-shifter animals. They were always so careful about that.

Apparently, werewolves had no distinction. That or they just didn't care--and either way, it rubbed Savas the wrong way.

At the sudden shout of another person, he immediately dropped low, hands to the earth, crouching on his haunches like a wild animal. Shift? Or not? It might help, it might get him killed. That was the problem these days. We have to move. He had to find the others and just lead them elsewhere, that was the last thing his dad said before he'd succumbed to death--but that didn't sit well with Savas, either. Somebody came into their home and killed them and they were the ones who were supposed to vacate? Fuck that.

Savas let out a low growl as he moved forward to see somebody dramatically shouting out to the sky. One sniff and Savas would've known him anywhere, human or rabbit. Savas stood up, brushing himself off carelessly as he approached in the scruffy jeans and plaid button up he'd been given when somebody found him roaming naked.

"There's no god."

[Daven Boontham]

Daven was startled and fall on his ass. Both palms in the dirt. "I'm seeing this." Daven grew up with Savas' family they kept to themselves for the most part. They knew of each other but not each other.

Daven jumped up from the ground and dusted himself off. He then carefully wiped his tears and runny nose. He hated crying in front of people it was like calling himself a pussy. Yeah he has feelings but he doesn't need to cry like a bitch. "Sorry, you had to hear that. I thought I was alone." He fidgeted with his thumbs. It had been a few months since Daven moved out on his own then in with his friend Asher so he hadn't been here when it happened. He wanted to be here, well he didn't but he did now being alone he wished he never moved out.

Savas' family was attacked too, once he remembered this he froze he bit the side of his lip. "Um, I'm sorry for your loss." He said softly and lowered his head.

[Savas Oakley]

Yeah, they were all seeing it. Savas' family never really believed in any kind of religion but some of the other clans did. It always felt like some kind of twisted fairy tale to Savas, who took things fairly simply and at face value--the things that the religious families shared with him just didn't make natural, logical sense to him. Savas hadn't said it to be unkind, though. He just said it matter-of-factly. The only people they could count on to get anything done were themselves.

"It's fine."

Savas had never been caught bawling like a baby--mostly because his grief dealt itself in angry bursts. And when he was angry, he thought about what had to be done. Those responsible had to pay. That wasn't an animal kingdom thing, either. It was a revenge thing. Somehow, he felt like some of the ugly, negative feelings welled up and trapped inside would release if he could just rid the world of his family's killers.

"You wanna do something about it?"

[Daven Boontham]

He said it was fine, but it wasn't fine with Daven he witnessed him crying to God. He was acting stupid and he knew it and Savas witnessed it. If he ever felt like a dumb fuck it was now.

"You wanna do something about it?" He did want to do something about it. Almost too eager he yelp, "Fuck YEAH!" 

Daven was more on the soft side of grieving he got angry but then he would cry not get mad. Maybe Savas could help him channel his anger and get him to toughen up. Daven was a beanpole standing next to him, he couldn't fight if he wanted to.

"What do you have in mind?" He moved in closer to Savas enticed by the idea of getting revenge. The kid was willing to do anything to kick the feeling he was currently feeling.

[Savas Oakley]

"What do you think?" he asked, his lips curving into a crooked, lopsided smile. His eyes sparked, alight with more than just mischief on his mind. Savas was pissed--he had never been more angry than he'd been in the moment when his family was ripped to shreds before his eyes. All he'd seen was red afterwards, while he tried to get a handle on his vengeful thoughts. Thing was, he didn't want to rein them in. He wanted to fuck shit up. He wanted the perpetrators to fucking pay, to hurt the way he hurt. The way Daven had to hurt. The way Savas' sisters had to hurt.

"Gonna hunt them down," he said, his grin growing feral. "But when I catch them, gonna kill them nice and slow. They're not getting off easy. You with me?"

Savas extended a hand out to Daven.

[Daven Boontham]

He was almost scared to not go along with Savas, he did want revenge but he couldn't see himself doing the same thing they did to his whole family. Saveas lost his parents but Daven lost everyone all his siblings and his parents. he was the last left of his family. The thought of being alone killed him inside and the sadness manifested itself he closed his eyes trying to stop the tears he didn't want to cry again.

Why couldn't he be like Savas? Why was he crying, why wasn't he angry? He wanted to be angry. He pushed the tears back and opened his eye's with a hint of anger his brow furrowed he grabbed the outreached hand. "I'm in." He said in a serious tone. His fingers interlaced with Savas'. He then thought of how he could help. he would be more helpful in human form than rabbit he was sure Savas would agree with him.

"Do you have any leads?" He nervously asked hoping they were not going to kill someone tonight. He would need a few drinks before that happened. Just the thought of it scared him let alone being faced with it head one. "The police told me very little." Daven lowered his head and his heart sank into his stomach.He didn't know what he was going he was letting Saves lead him to go only knows where to kill the ones who killed their families.

"Is this really happening?" He questioned as he followed him. One foot in front of the other he could feel his heart pounding in his chest but this sounded better than asking God to help, this is who they did things in the wild if they lived as animals most of his life like Savas' family he could see it being just but Daven didn't live like his family he lived as a human and by mans law so this was taboo, it was wrong but in a way it was right. His palms began to sweat. He tried to let go of his fear and turn it into anger but it proving to be difficult.

[Savas Oakley]

"Good." His lips curled briefly into a genuine smile before his expression fell back into something serious. His blue eyes darted from behind Daven to the surrounding area, at all the trees, the leaves stirred in the wind. When he drew in a breath, he could smell the disturbed earth, but he could also scent the blood that had been spilled. He wrinkled his nose for a second, almost a silent snarl, before turning away and gesturing for Daven to follow him.

"Cops aren't saying anything. Cops don't wanna out themselves. But I got ideas."

He glanced behind to make sure that Daven was keeping pace with him.

"Just you?"

[Daven Boontham]

Daven was about two steps behind Savas he was trying to keep up his legs were plenty long but it was him being distracted by his thoughts that was keeping him behind.

"Hm?" He asked, "What about me?" He didn't quite get his question.

He took a few long strides to catch up to Savas.

[Savas Oakley]

Savas cocked his head to the side. Right. He only worded a partial thought and left it at that--Savas was rusty at this being human business. Picking the language back up was one thing, remembering how to communicate like a human was another. As a coyote, Savas rarely had to vocalize anything. And when he did, those vocalizations were recognized by their intonations, by how sharp or low or how short or long the sound was. Human language was more nuanced and far more complex. There was a lot more to read in a human mind or a human thought than there was in the simplified mind of an animal.

Savas missed it.

"You're the only one left? You're the only one here?"

[Daven Boontham]

"Ah, yeah, it's just me they were all killed." Daven sorta forgot Savas did the wild life thing and spent more time as an animal. No wonder he wasn't talking much. "What about you? Are you the only one left?" It was twisted in a way that they could talk like this but the thing is, they lived it and outsiders looking in can think all they want. The two were feeling simial emotions and Daven was ready to let his wild out.

He no longer had his family to shelter him from the big bad world and he was turning to a wounded victim to help him make sense of life. He wanted to feel something other then the empty-ness this loss left him with. All his life they protected him and he wasn't there for them and he didn't know if he could live with that. So if getting himself killed to avenge his family was the plan he was game.

He just needed to do something anything to keep him from letting his thought get ahold of him

[Savas Oakley]

"Nope."

He wasn't the only one left. Which was worse? Having nobody left and nothing left to live for? Or having people left to protect? Savas didn't even know where the girls were, just that he'd told them to leave when it all went down and they'd scattered. Later, he'd have to go find them, make sure he really wasn't the only one left. The idea of somebody else getting to them left his blood cold and he flexed his fingers.

"Sisters are still alive. Gotta kill the killers before they come back for more."

[Daven Boontham]

"Sisters, how old are they?" He missed his siblings it still didn't feel real. Like he would wake up and this was all a bad dream his fucked up mind thought up with all the crazy shit going on. But he knew it was real and he had to face it. He really had no reason to live now. His friends tried but that had no idea what he was feeling and going through. And for someone that never suffered from depression, this was unbearable for Daven.

He already had the thought of killing himself and how he would do it. And this idea was just added getting killed trying to kill the thing that killed his family. He had never felt this deep kind of hurt it was worse than anything he wished upon someone. But anger was taking his mind off of it a little. Or he was maybe just coming to terms with maybe ending his suffering?

They continued to walk and he looked up at the sky it was cloudy today they were big and puffy and he could help but think in the pretend would at his parents want him to believe that why where up in heaven watching him right now but he knew now, it was all just a story to shut kids up. "So what's the plan?"
"You know when we find them?"

[Savas Oakley]

"Both younger than me. Got a brother, too."

He didn't know if Ben made it out alive or not, though. There was no body but he also hadn't seen Ben afterwards, either. At least Scar and Shy got out of the danger zone as soon as Savas made his appearance. He didn't ask about the other's family because he thought he'd tell him if he wanted to. He already said they were dead so it was probably too sore a subject. Instead, he fell silent again as they walked, then looked up at the clouds as Daven did. Savas cracked a wrist, twisting it in a circular motion to hear the satisfying sound.

"The plan," he said, "is to kill them. What else?"

[Daven Boontham]

"Hmm," He said in response to Savas, he really didn't want to talk about his family or lack of a family. Savas was lucky to still have some of his family, someone to be there from him when times get rough like now. Daven had his friends and his gang, they were all pretty close but he no longer had a mother or father or his younger siblings to teach. He felt all alone and this made death sound so much more appealing. He would never share his darkness with anyone he was ashamed of it. He felt like something was wrong with him he felt broken.

"Kill? How though? I'm a rabbit shifter nothing scary or vicious about me." He was thin framed and tall he never got in a fight so he didn't know who to hurt others. This seemed like it needed more planning but he was just going along with Savas he was sure he knew what he was doing he must have killed a few things in his life Daven on the other hand. Maybe he wasn't the best choice in a killer partner?

Killer partner, that's what he was going to be right, a killer if he did as Savas sugjested. Ir was only fair to do it they murdered his whole family they needed to hurt like he did he wanted to hear them scream for mercy the way they made his family.