Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-28929139-20170918230423

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QprzMD6Xevk

Demon Easter Eggs: Wolves

Three months later...

There is no tale to tell here. At least, not from the perspective of humans. This land primarily belongs to another kind.



Of course, the wolves shared it with a small village of humans and for the decades this situation had been in place, the two kept each other in check. However, upon this season long drought and famine plus the arrival of a third party...

Things changed. The hellish hounds were covering ground in record time, dispatching any Earth-based life it could sense. Despite how much of a suicide it might have seemed for the humans to stay, they were one of the few villages to prolong staying afloat the food deficit because of them having wolves to hunt as an auxiliary source of food. But as the hellhounds reached the land of Wolves, their very scent alerted them to the feral locals, and needless to say, they were met with resistance.

https://i.pinimg.com/736x/b3/80/d5/b380d5a75751fe238a1a7da7e0fd295a--wolves-fighting-red-wolves.jpg

This land wide fight would carry on for weeks, and for awhile, it seemed like the wolves were winning on the home front. One or two hellish hounds would show up during the day and they would be dispatched by four or five wolves. That was all well and dandy but as the days went by, something in the atmosphere changed. Unlike the many unfortunate humans and creatures that perished during this rough time, the few times a hellion creature was slain, their bodies did not rot or decompose. But rather, the metaphysical composition of their very being would disperse in the form of a  grayish-blue contagious miasma. Exposure to this gaseous malevolence was poisonous and any unfortunate soul to breathe it would be rendered to an altered state of sorts. After enough wolves had been affected by this strange mist, they began to fight and kill amongst themselves in addition to taking on these hounds. Any human, however, that would take this in would forgo a sickness that began with profuse vomiting and ended with them in a catatonic state of despondency.

This was mostly effective to the wolves as the humans had quarantined themselves within the village walls to avoid the two-front threat of contending with wolf and hound. However, with this unfair spread of the miasma growing with every "winning" fight, exposure was becoming inevitable.

After perhaps a few dozen of these hellhounds had been slain, the general atmosphere would become prostrate with this new bluish aura and the four wolf packs that dominated the quadrants of the country would start to violently disband. Piles of crestfallen wolf bodies were starting to litter the lands and completely obscured the body count of the hounds and within a fortnight, their dwindling numbers were cut in half. This was when more hounds would start appearing too. With the declining populace of living wolves and even fewer left with coherent instincts, it soon proved to be a lopsided battle that ended with full-scale casualty paid for by the residents.

All that was left were the humans, and with locking themselves into their village, there was no need for the hounds to break down those walls. Between the infectious miasma, running out of food and resorting to eating the slain, tainted flesh of dead wolves, they would wind up killing themselves.

And because of that, the growing pack of hounds continued their hunt to the rest of the lands. 