Claw and Impale

Brandon wandered about the Forbidden Forest. There was nothing left to fear. He was the one that the creatures lurking about had to fear. Where else was he to go? Stay in his dorm where he'd sleep walk and bite someone? That wasn't going to happen. As he paced around the forest, he heard rustles in the bushes. The creature had ran away. A centaur. He gave a deafening howl and growled at it. He wasn't in his full form but he was near it. The moon wasn't out but his anger was going onto the edge. He just wanted to impale his claws into someone's shoulder. Or scratch and claw at them really badly. Looks like his wish would be coming true.

A young boy that he had recognized as a caught the eye of Brandon. He thought he wasn't seen. The stupid brat. This was going to be interesting.

Alex was hunting for food, his usual attire of hunting a Black ninja suit but his long hair was held in a ponytail. Also a Bow, arrows and knife for him to use when in trouble. Even bringing his wand just in case, now prowling around the forest looking for his prey. He was taken back by a threatening roar, he quickly reacted by grabbing a arrow and readying his bow. Arching it back, as he looked for the creature that uttered the piercing scream. " Who is there, I am not afraid to shoot "

Brandon laughed loudly when he threatened to shoot. He was unseen and hidden by the night. "Oh. You're not, eh? Well then. You'll need it in a bit." Brandon swiftly ran up to the boy. "Or maybe now would be a good time," Brandon said and he clawed at the boy in his face. "What're you doing out here so late? It's.... Dangerous!" And he clawed at him again. This boy wasn't leaving this forest unscathed.

He was going to pay for breaking the rules.

Thanks to Alex reflexes he was able to dodge the claw to his face, and ducked under it in time. He saw a half human and half werewolf a partial form it seems, and he had to be careful now. As the creature came for the second claw attack, he released his arrow aiming to hit his chest but as he tried to escape the next claw he didn't make it in time. His shirt was ripped in half, as the smell of blood was in the air. He was slashed across his chest, but it was a minor gash. It burned him with pain, but he stood up again and brought out his knife into his hand. Staring down the target like a hunter. " I'm hunting, and let me answer for you, your attacking me. Now come at me scum, so I can cut up that face of yours "

Brandon laughed at the boy's remarks. "Cocky much, eh?" he said. His voice was bellowing loud and booming across the dark forest. The boy had taken out his knife and threatened to attack. Brandon's werewolf conscience was starting to take over. only seconds of his true self would come out. "R-r-run!" he said to the kid. And the evil voice that boomed inside of his head returned, even more influential. "Attack me and you will not leave alive. I can take away your life before you even have a chance to produce a scream for your weak, little throat," Brandon said menacingly.

Alex had listened to the creatures words, he stood his ground with a glare. Taking out a arrowhead from his pocket, hidden in his fist as the Werewolf seemed to act like a wolf, and ready to kill. " Then fight me, and it will be your last " He was trained to kill, and fight against anything that came his way, but this might have been a bad idea. He would have to hold off, and try to scar the creature to leave