tonight [ pafp ] we are young

LizzardLovver · Dec 29th 2014

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: Avenir; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]I wondered though the woods aimlessly. I did not know where I was going. I was just looking around. In my wolf form. Now when most people think werewolf they think of men with hair all over their bodies and long teeth, that change into a wolf every full moon. I'll give them the full moon part because we have no will durning a full moon. The wolf takes over, but I can control my wolf when I change into one, but wears only humans when we want to be.

I'm a loner. I wonder the woods with no pack, no home. I do know the packs that room here, but I choose not to interact with them. I do not like other wolves or other humans for the matter.

My parents gave me up when I was a baby. I had no idea if they were werewolves, but they sure were lousy parents.

I shook my head and walked a little faster. I sniffed the fresh smells of the summer. I loved the summer time, the animals everywhere, the sun I just like this time of year the best. I kept walking looking from place to place.

kmp618 · Dec 29th 2014

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I slip silently through the forest, my blue eyes cautiously scanning the surroundings. It's fairly pretty out here, especially in the summer. It's also the easiest time to hunt. Werewolves, to be specific. But honestly, there's no easy way to hunt a beast like that. They're wolves, yeah, but better. They can catch your scent easily. And most are more vicious than normal wolves. Extremely dangerous, and that's why I enjoy this. Danger is great. I run my fingers through my curly brown hair, pulling myself into a tree.

I had traced a werewolf to around this location, now I just had to spot it. Silently, of course. I ready my crossbow, narrowed blue eyes watching for the wolf I had been tracking. I wouldn't kill it yet. Maybe attempt to wound or trap it. That was the fun of it. I seen against the trunk of the tree, balancing carefully on the branch. I could be here for a while, I suppose. But that's alright. Hair falls in front of my eyes and I quietly push it out of the way, but my elbow scraped the rough bark of a tree, drawing blood. Not much, but blood is easy to scent. I curse under my breath, grabbing the slightly bleeding scrape.

A breath-taking grey wolf comes into vision and I sit straighter, keeping my eyes focused on it. I draw back the string of the bow, aiming. I'm shaking though, for some reason. To shoot or not to shoot? I bite my lip, having a mental battle with myself.

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LizzardLovver · Dec 29th 2014

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: Avenir; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]I say down on the soft plush grass. I looked up at the sky thinking for a moment. The smell of blood reached my nose. My head snapped toward the smell. I had heard the stories about werewolf hunters and all of that, but I didn't believe them. I had never seen a hunter. It was just a story told to scare people.

I raised up and walk toward the smell. I could of changed into a human if I want to, but I thought against it. I had meet people who had gotten lost in these woods. Some hikers, one time a young girl. I wasn't fond of people getting eaten by the werewolves that roamed these woods, they weren't as kind as I was.

I walked closer to the smell. I walked were I was pretty sure the smell was coming from, but I didn't find anyone. I cocked my head the side, confused. What I didn't realized was the hunter was in the tree above me.

kmp618 · Dec 30th 2014

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I jump onto the ground, not even thinking about what would happen if I had missed. Which I should've taken into consideration, since my hands had been shaking. That fact hits me hard, and I back up slightly, as soon as I steady myself. My eyes narrow slightly, trying to make myself seem intimidating. Which was surprisingly hard, considering my petite body, and soft facial features. But it was worth a shot, I suppose.

"It'll be best if you don't try to fight back." I hiss, standing on my tiptoes to appear taller, and crossing my arms over my chest. Once again, I pull my crossbow forward, placing an arrow in the correct place, pulling the string back just in case I need to shoot again. Hopefully, I won't need to though.[/size][/fancypost]

LizzardLovver · Dec 30th 2014

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: Avenir; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]I stood there for another moment. I was still in deep confusion. I just wanted to help whoever was out here. I wasn't like the other werewolves. I wasn't vicious and brutal like the others.

I let out a sudden yelp as something lodged itself in my hind leg. I turned my head to see an arrow in my leg. Now I was a little angry. I kept my calm pretty easily, but when someone shoots you in the leg with an arrow, it doesn't make you happy.

I stared at the girl that jumped down in front of me. I looked at the crossbow in her hands. "What did I do to you?" I growled as I stared at the girl in front of me. I wasn't about to attack her. I haven't killed anyone, I wouldn't like to start now.

kmp618 · Dec 30th 2014

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"I'm surprised you don't know, honestly." I add after a silent moment. "Have you not heard the stories?" I question in my soft voice, tilting my head. "I'm a werewolf hunter, dear." I tell the wolf, stepping forward. "Are we gonna do this the easy or hard way?" I ask, a feeling of excitement pulsing through me. Rarely, would getting a live werewolf back to my boss be easy. I would very often have to bring back dead ones. But, bringing back a live one would be interesting. Research could be done.

I have a feeling I'll feel guilty about this for a while. Most werewolves are cruel, savage beasts. This one seemed nice. But this was my job. I had to do it. I flash him a quick look of pity, frowning a bit. I bite my lip, shaking my head quickly and returning to my menacing look.[/size][/fancypost]

LizzardLovver · Jan 1st 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: Avenir; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]I looked at her. She really wasn't about to just give up on me. I really didn't want to hurt this girl. She seemed nice under the tough exterior she had. "I've heard the stories, but they don't normally go after wolves like me." I said. I was looking for some way out of here. I could probably out run her with a bad leg.

"Look I've done nothing to hurt you and I'm not about to. I'm not like the wolves. I don't hurt people." I said. What was going to do if some other wolves came along. This girl was screwed if that happened, but right now I was screwed. I wss good friends with the leader of the werewolf pack around. He let me stay around as long as I didn't disturb them they let me stay, maybe if I howled they would come to my aid, but I still didn't want to get this girl killed.

"I don't want to hurt you." I said as all my muscles tensed. I tried to seem menacing, but it was a hard thing for me to do. I curled my lip and made myself look bigger than I was. "But I will if I have to." I snarled as I inched closer to her.

kmp618 · Jan 1st 2015

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I cross my cold, scarred arms over my chest, narrowing my eyes. "Listen, it doesn't matter what you've done. You could be a demon or an angel. I don't care at all." I hiss, rolling my eyes as if it were obvious. I watch as he grows increasingly intimidating, feeling but not showing fear. As he inches closer, I stand my ground, my crossbow still in my hands. Even if I was a lot shorter and therefore smaller than most hunters, I was on of the bravest. But it doesn't matter if you're the strongest man on the planet, you're going to get a bit frightened by a supposedly 'mythical' beast.

A sudden thought pops into my brain; There could be more werewolves here. I need to think of a plan, and fast. I suck in a sudden sharp breath, dropping my crossbow, showing I'll no longer hurt him. I do have a knife hidden in my pocket for last resorts, but hopefully, it's hidden well. "Let's strike a deal, puppy." I say the last word in a mocking way, resting my hands on my hips. "I won't shoot you, if you won't attempt to hurt me." I add, eying the breath-taking wolf with curious eyes.

"And I won't kill you if you help me out." I say after a long moment, knowing this is a bit of a long shot. "If you agree to let me study you and your ways, I'll let you go. But this means you'll have to stay around for a bit." I lie through my teeth, making myself sound believable. "I'll even provide food, shelter, the necessities." I tell him, walking forward to stand in front of him. I wouldn't hurt him, yet.

I knew I would later have to take him to my boss or kill him. But if I gained his trust, it would be easier. It's a nasty plan, making me believe I'm a definitely the worst person on earth.
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LizzardLovver · Jan 1st 2015

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I kept my eyes locked with her's. I lowed myself. Maybe I could take her up on this deal, get it over with. I thought about it. I didn't trust her at all, but if I didn't have to kill her and I could get her out of these woods, maybe it was worth it.

"You don't hurt you, I won't hurt you." I said as I looked at her. If she didn't kill me, I would be willing. It would probably hurt my whole species, but what did I care about the others? They never took me they never did anything for me.

"If you can live up to that, we have a deal." I said still staring at her. I couldn't get it out of my head that this girl was pretty. She was beautiful. She could kill me at any given point in time, but she was pretty.

kmp618 · Jan 1st 2015

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Surprised he had agreed, a grin spreads across my pale face. "Excellent." I say with a smirk. I pick my crossbow up, off of the ground, no intent on hurting him down. Slinging the bow over my shoulder to further prove this, I brush my fingers through the wolf's fur, chuckling a bit. I was fairly excited. Living with a werewolf could be fun. I wouldn't be alone, I suppose. Noticing he's staring, I raise an eyebrow, shrugging a bit.

I rub the scrape on my elbow, getting rid of the dried blood on it and also causing a dull stinging sensation. "Alright then, let's go." I say finally. Then I remember the arrow. I curse under my breath, knowing I can't just walk a wolf into my apparent in the middle of the city. I was going to have to take care of this here, and then stitch it up for him once I got home. "Let me, uh, get the arrow out of your leg, okay?" I tell him, crouching next to the leg I had shot not long ago.

"This is going to hurt. A lot. So brace yourself." I warn, grasping the arrow in shaky hands. "One, two," I murmur, tugging slightly at the arrow. "Three." I hiss, tugging it out and jumping away in case he lashed out on me. (sorry if that counts as powerplay xc sorry x 100 cx )
"I'm really sorry, but I'll finish fixing the wound up once we get to my apartment." I assure him, gently rubbing my hand down his back as if trying to comfort him a bit.

"You'll have to change into your human form. I can't take a wolf into my apartment." I say, returning to my cold attitude, stepping away and crossing my arms again. "There's a strict no dogs allowed policy." I joke.[/size][/fancypost]

LizzardLovver · Jan 1st 2015

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I didn't trust her one bit, but at least none of the other wolves would be able to hurt her. I noticed she saw me staring at her. I wasn't comfortable with her petting me like I was a dog. Then she said she was going to take the arrow out of my leg.

I yelped when she yanked the arrow out of my leg. I jumped a little and growled a bit. It hurt more taking it out than it did when she shot it at me. "Alright. Alright." I said as I nodded. I didn't prefer my human form, but since she told me I had to.

"What's your name?" I asked as I changed into my human form. I was now taller than her. I thought she was small when I was in my wolf form now she was even smaller. "My name's Quentin." I told her with a small smile.

kmp618 · Jan 2nd 2015

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Seeing that I had most likely made him uncomfortable by petting him, I jammed my hands into my pockets. It's hard to resist, seeing as it's basically a bigger version of a dog. But, I keep my hands to myself, thinking back to preschool for a split second and grinning. I'd always get in trouble for pulling hair or shoving, so those words were drilled into my brain. Hands to yourself.

"I'm sorry, I know that hurt a lot." I apologize, frowning a bit at the sound of his yelp. "I can give you some painkillers once we get to my place." I offer, standing a bit straighter. My eyes fix on him as he changes into his human form and I can't help but smile. He was attractive, that's for sure. And, a lot taller than. But, hey, tall is attractive. I realize I'm staring and I tear my gaze from the boy.

I hear him say his name is Quentin as I turn towards the direction of the apartment. When he asks my name, I raise an eyebrow, debating on giving him a fake name for whatever reasons. "I don't see why that's important, Quentin." I tell him simply, grinning a bit. "Astrid is my name." My name was a bit random, or out of the ordinary, I guess. But I like it, that's all that matters. Wondering whether or not I should tell him if I like his name, I start forward. "I like your name." I finally say, deciding things would go smoother if I was kinder to him.

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LizzardLovver · Jan 2nd 2015

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I nodded when she said she was going to give me painkillers. She was being a whole lot nicer than I expected. She was going to be my capturer after all. Maybe it was all just a ruse. I would honestly rather her be mean and honest than nice and a lier.

"Thanks." I said softly as I looked at the ground. "Your name is pretty. It's different." I smiled slightly. "Why are you being so nice?" I asked as I looked down at my hands. I limped after her as I looked kept looking around. I hated being in my human form. I was vulnerable and weak.

kmp618 · Jan 2nd 2015

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"Thank you." I say shortly, slowing my pace to match his. My house wasn't far, but it would seem a lot farther since he had a limp. Keeping my head high and guard up, I cut through the trees, a shortcut into the city, where my apartment was. When he asks why I'm being so nice, I shrug, tilting my head. "Would you rather me be mean?" I ask sharply, turning to look at him for a moment.

"If you're going to be staying with me, I might as well try to get along with you." I tell the attractive boy, making sure he's keeping up as I speak. "Nearly there." My soft voice says, hearing the loud cars and people shouting. I brush against him, looking up at him with a sheepish grin. "You've probably been here before, right?" I ask, hoping he had. It would be extremely difficult to get along with him or show him what everything does or means if he had lived in the forest his whole life. But a fun adventure, I suppose.

My apartment complex comes into view and I make my way up to it, making sure Quentin was following as I slipped inside. "My apartment is on the second floor, so we'll take the elevator." I mumble out loud, glancing at his leg with concern before pushing the button to bring the elevator down to the main floor so we can get on.[/size][/fancypost]

LizzardLovver · Jan 2nd 2015

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I tired to keep up my pace with her, then she slowed down to match my pace. She really was being being nice to me. She was pretty I'd would give her that, but really this whole i'll-be-nice-to-you thing, it was a load of bull and I knew it. "I'd rather you be honest." I said.

I looked up as I we entered the city. I had been in the city maybe twice in my life time. Once when I was younger, which I couldn't even remember. "Once or twice." I muttered as I answered her. "It's been a while, never really been to far. Normally only come for clothes, things like that." I told her.

I nodded slightly as she told me about the elevator. I had never been on an elevator, but I wasn't about to tell her that. I looked at where she had shot me. I sighed slightly. It would probably get infected, but I healed quicker than most

kmp618 · Jan 2nd 2015

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"As long as you promise not to cry." I say flatly, stepping inside the elevator with my arms crossed. I wait for Quentin to step inside before I push the button with the number '5' on it in black type. The metal doors slide shut and I lean against the wall of the elevator, running my hands through my hair with a tired sigh. This would be difficult. Getting him to trust me would mean I'd probably get attached. And when I went to take him to my boss, it would be hard on me, and him obviously.

The sliding metal doors open once again, except this time we're on the 5^th floor. This is the top floor, so I'm lucky enough to have access to the roof. I'd have to show Quentin later, after I help fix his leg. I trot down the hall, to the door in the center of the others and pull a key from my pocket. Opening the door, I glance back at him before I shove the uncooperative door open by ramming my shoulder into it with a grunt. I really needed to see somebody about my door. It tends to stick. But I'll manage.

I quietly walk inside, leaving the door open for Quentin. "I cleaned it this morning, so just, don't make a mess." I tell him, heading for the small living room. "I'll go get some bandages," I mumble, moving towards the closet I keep my supplies in and grabbing a large roll of bandages for wrapping a wound. "Do you know how to wrap it yourself?" I ask him with a raised eyebrow. [/size][/fancypost]

LizzardLovver · Jan 2nd 2015

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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: Avenir; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]I looked around the elevator as they entered it. I didn't really enjoy it, but once again I wasn't going to say anything. I didn't want to seem like wimp. I got off of the elevator. Next time he would just take the stairs.

I entered her apartment and looked around. I shrugged slightly. "I'll wrap it to humor you, but I quickly so it won't really matter." I said as I took the bandages from her. No way did I trust her enough to wrap my leg. I used the bandages and slowly started to wrap my leg up. I winced slightly as it stung. "You want to give me those painkillers now?" I asked with a smile.

kmp618 · Jan 2nd 2015

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"I've only got one bed. So you can opt for the couch or sharing a bed with me. It's a big bed and the couch is uncomfortable. I won't kill you in your sleep." I tell him shortly, moving down the hall and placing my crossbow in the closet of my bedroom. "So, let's get some things straight." I begin, returning to my 'angry at the world' attitude and I sit on the couch. "No trying to escape. I'll find you." I warn, narrowing my eyes at him. "No inviting any girls, or guys, over here to mess around with. I don't want them in my house." I hiss, that being on of the most important things. "And, make yourself at home. Just don't mess with my personal things. If you need anything, let me know." I finish, moving into the living room again and sitting on the couch with my legs crossed.[/size][/fancypost]

LizzardLovver · Jan 2nd 2015

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[size=20pt]Quentin Markus Vancort[/size]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=#212121 borderwidth=0px; font-family: Avenir; font-size: 12px; color: black; margin-top: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px;]I caught the water she tossed at me and opened it. I took a swig, downing the pills with it. "I'll opt for the couch." I told her. "I don't exactly trust you. Nothing against you, but I'm not stupid, I know I'll die at the end of this." I sighed softly.

"I'll cooperate." I said softly as I leaned back on the couch. "I have rules too though. Don't go into those woods again and don't lie to me." I hated when people lied to me. That's the only thing that really made me angry.

kmp618 · Jan 9th 2015

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I near the taller boy, stopping only when I'm right in front of him. My facial features soften, all hate and toughness gone from them. "I'll figure something out," I promise, staring him with such focus it startles myself. "You just need to stay for a while. I won't kill you. I won't hurt you." I mumble with a sudden change of heart. I sling my arms around him in a long, tight hug. I don't know what caused me to do that. Maybe because he seemed so sweet, and attractive too. "I suppose I can abide by those rules, Quentin." I tell him finally, backing away awkwardly.

"Why'd you come with me, if you were certain I'd kill you?" I question, raising an eyebrow and poking him lightly in the chest in an attempt to draw attention away from the fact that I had randomly hugged him as if it was the last thing I'd ever do in my pathetic life.[/size][/fancypost]