"Like those sparrows." [i] Desmond muttered, holding out both arms. In a grotesque show of tendrils and blackish, purple flowing energy, a wolf took form on the ground. But not just any wolf, no. It was equal in size to the one he'd absorbed, except for the murderous looking spikes running down its flanks and legs. That, and the fact it had two heads. Both snarling and frothing at the mouth, with one too many rows of sharpened teeth. The oddest thing though, was the fact the entire thing didn't look like it was made of flesh. No, it was made, or rather covered, in a glossy black oily substance.[/i] "The Ka'kari.."