@sacchan374 *He noticed her stumbling, reaching out and grabbing her arm to help steady her.*

// I feel like I should probably mention that Syl is 6'11" tall somewhere in his bio... //

#OpenRP *They were everywhere. Grimm stormed through the streets of Vale, the screams of the people, the (cont) tl.gd/n_1sdeikn

// #NewAccount but I'm definitely not new to RP. You better follow me if you want to be ready for what I have in store. //

The air was thick, almost so much so that he could taste the terror on the wind. Syl could feel primal urges raising inside him. Urges >

< to feed, to tear the people of this city apart. There was a great many things that he wanted to do right now. Things that he couldn't >

< find the words to describe. But something else in him told him there was something else. Something he needed to protect. He fought hard >

< against his instincts, muscles tensing as he heard footsteps coming down the street behind him. Two young girls, smaller than those at >

< the academy, were running from a Beowolf that was barrelling down the road after them. It was much faster, it's slender body built for >

< running down it's prey. The girls ran past him, but one tripped, falling to the ground with a cry. Seeing the perfect opprotunity, the >

< wolf leaped into the air, moving to pounce on the young girl. Syl looked down at the two people, and realized that, only a few years >

< ago, he would have been just like the Beowolf about to devour them. But not anymore. He moved between the two, raising his hands up, >

< lips curling into a snarl as he grabbed the Beowolf by the jaw. Upper and lower jaw, each in a hand as he pulled it out of the sky. >

< "Run." He said, snarls of the Grimm drowning him out as they stared up at him in a mixture of awe and terror. The wolf brought it's >

< claws up, tearing at his arms and chest trying to get free. "NOW! RUN!" He yelled as he ripped the wolf apart at the jaw, the pieces of >

< it disintegrating into nothing. The girls screamed and nearly tripped over themselves again as they ran away. Long tears now laced his >

< suit, revealing the stark white skin below them. Even his thick black gloves had holes where the wolf's teeth had pierced the leather. >

< But he didn't seem to care. Instead, he started into the city, wanting to protect it from those that would tear his new home apart. He >

< was the king of this jungle now. #OpenRP