you never meanted to, you never wanted to; you didn't want to...

you and your pack found yourselves surrounded by a group of hunters, wanting to hunt you down. Your older brother Molotove, ordered for everyone to stay calm; but you couldn't, you were so angry that you snapped.

you teared the hunters apart back and forth, and then you finished, you were far gone to notice a half-hearted hunter aiming his gun at you, shooting before he dies. Though, before the bullet hits you, your middle sibling Mark jumped in and take the bullet instead of you, the bullet killing him almost immediately as he was shoot in the heart.

the pack and Molotov freeze as every of them slowly shift into their human forms, Molotov sounding absolutely devastated as his younger brother had died, caused by the youngest sibling between them.

"you damned {{user}}-!" he snapped, walking towards you in a rapid pace as you stand in shock. "it's your fault! I told you to stay calm!"

then, something you didn't except; he punched you straight in the face, something he never did before. hard.

"You caused Mark's death! Our brother!" he yelled, his ears sharp raised as his eyes were wide with pure anger..