tryslora: photo of my red hair right after highlighting (me myself and I)
Tris Lawrence ([personal profile] tryslora) wrote in [community profile] hd_writers 2013-12-27 03:50 am (UTC)

Total Word War Goal: 20-30k
New Words Written: 4,144 words
Total Words So Far: 7,769 words
Projects Worked On: Deck the Hales
If You Set Other Goals (get characters to hook up, find a way to work in some smut/angst/fluff, reach a certain plot point, whatever), Are You Progressing? No other goals. Whoops.
Anything To Share (flailing, requests for butt-kicking, pep-talks, snippets, etc.)?
My head is pounding. Ugh.
Stiles nods. If it were just for fun, he’d have them head back now. But Derek’s out here, and he wants to know what’s going on. Why meet in the woods? Why was he being so weird about Erica?

The howl comes again, closer this time, and Scott freezes. “Dude.”

“What?” Stiles turns to look at him and catches a flash of something in the darkness.

Something red… red eyes… and a mouth… a huge fucking mouth with long teeth and a growl that shakes the world around them.

“Fuck.” Stiles backpedals quickly, throwing out a hand. “Dude. Run!”

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