RP: Werewolf Attack Who: Patrick, Ted, Dale, James, Ronan, Dylan, Jazz, Dom, Remus Where: The clinic When: 29 January, 2025 Rating/Warnings: Summary: It's the full moon and the pack attacks the clinic
Patrick was asleep when the scream pierced through the night, bringing him to full alertness in moments. He grabbed his broom and ran out of his office and to the front of the clinic. Security was already on alert, and on their brooms, trying to create a clearing so they could reach the mauled body of the volunteer that had been attacked. One look was more than enough to tell him that she was dead and retrieving her body would only be a sign of respect and nothing more. They had other things do to as well.
"You two protect the entrance, let them in, but anyone so much as looks like it's ready to attack you stun them. We can apologise in the morning," he said. Fuck, this was going to be a nightmare, trying to determine who was who just by sight. Ted would have to start getting the 'right' werewolves inside. He gave orders to send out an owl to the Aurors, but knowing that there was a team close enough to have heard the chaos. They'd be there before anyone from the Ministry could arrive.
Getting on his broom, he flew over the field, taking in what was happening. Some of the werewolves were scared, rushing back, others were trying to protect the younger ones. Just by looking, there were at least twenty werewolves that didn't belong there. Security was Apparating to the front guarding the clinic and the volunteers. He truly hoped that some of the werewolves found the courage to fight back or they'd have a hell of a time waiting for the Aurors to arrive. "Here goes nothing," he said, diving down and getting ready for the fight.