Play~ (Jess!)

[EMILE PETER AVAANT]

Emile was quite bored tonight.

Sure there was a lot he could in theory being doing but the young Were felt as if he needed to get out of the house for a while, so to speak. He loved being around others, that wasn't the issue, he just wanted to experience the forest at such a peaceful time was all. The sun wasn't quite set, casting a beautiful orange glow through the canopy.

He could always go hunting but he'd eaten not a day previous; a rather large Doe - very rare for him, his size certainly wasn't his best advantage, because he was tiny for a Were. Actually, he'd probably be mistaken for a normal wolf the size he was - and as a normal human as he was.

Emile jogged down a hill, his training shoes sinking into the mud slightly as his simple tee shirt fluttered in the breeze; mirroring his shoulder length black hair as it did so. He took a breath; someone was close. Not Vampire, human or a member of his pack.

Deciding to play to safe, the boy darted behind some bushes and forced the change; grunting slightly with the pain - but he'd been doing it all his life. It hurt a lot, but he knew to keep quiet for fear of being found. He felt his bones shift; muscles moving and contracting as he sunk to all fours and slipped his new furry form from under his clothes.

As a Wolf, Emile was really small. He stood maybe a head taller than a normal wolf; dark brown hair a shade or two lighter than his hair as a human, thin and wiry; overall he could have passed for adorable - if not for the fact he was a predator still capable of killing a man.

Mentally he made a note of were his clothes where before he padded out swiftly from behind the bushes and down the bank, slipping under a fallen long as he wound his way closer to whatever the scent was. He stopped within a bush and gazed down the path to his white, eyes scanning for whatever was on the other end of the smell.

[alexandra]

A dark figure over through the still evening air, night had yet to fully fall, but it was close. Not many people or...things were out right now because darkness was casting its menacing grip and humans now found that scary. It was the time when the “monsters” came out to play, the time when you had to look over your shoulder every second and hope you can see them before they attacked. Oh course Alex didn’t have to worry about any of this. After all she wasn’t human either and vampires –which were the topic, in case you didn’t notice – didn’t really scare her. Actually quite opposite, she enjoyed them and found them incredibly fun to fool around with.

Stalking through the shadows Alex looked around, she could sense someone was near. When she was in an animal’s form she tended to take on their instincts and right now as a wolf she wanted to protect the land where she was and see who had come near. Lifting her snout to the sky she took a few deep breaths through her nose and soon found herself growling. There was a Were, in wolf form near. Alex new this could turn out very badly, Were’s tended to be larger and stronger then her, even when she was in a wolves form too. Stalking a little forward she eyed around, ”They must have sensed me too.” Alex thought before walking further into the open.

A sudden noise stopped her dead. Perking her ears up Alex looked around her forest green eyes not missing anything. Movement in a bush caused her to pad a little closer, she lips drawn up in a snarl. If this Were was hiding from her, then there was something wrong with it and she wanted to see who it was.

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[EMILE PETER AVAANT]

Emile studied to new wolf for a few moments - he was only a little bit larger than it, but it wasn't a normal wolf. Actually Emile couldn't tell WHAT it was from scent or sight, just that it wasn't much normal to him.

It advanced closer, snarling. It wasn't aggression so much as fear; and though young Emile knew it was simply instinct to see if he was a threat or not. The small Were padded out of where he was hiding and wagged his tail, walking closer but low to the ground to show submission he licked her muzzle as a sign of greeting and respect before he sat on his haunches in front of her.

Emile dropped his front end down and wagged his tail to show he wanted to play. He was tiny for a Were, arguably the smallest in town, and he'd been mistaken for a regular wolf before. Whatever intimidation she might have held would probably vanish.

"Hey! Um, I'm Emile. Sorry if I scared you or anything and its nice to meet you. You don't smell like a Were... but wanna play?"

He asked, jumping left and right with his front paws to try and get her to wrestle with him, as if he was a pup; which in many ways he literally was.

[alexandra]

Alex watched as the bush moved some more, she wasn’t really sure what she was going to find. With her luck it would probably be some aggressive were who was looking to fight. And she knew very well that it wouldn’t turn out good if that was the case. Though for once Alex really wasn’t in the mood for a fight, she didn’t really know what mood she was in but it defiantly wasn’t one for getting her ass kicked.

Lips still drawn up in a snarl Alex advanced slightly forward again as she noticed the wolf start coming out from behind the bush. She didn’t know what she had expected but it defiantly wasn’t what she saw. The pure shock of the moment had her lips relaxing. This had to be one of the smallest weres she had ever seen. Her tail twitched slightly as her eyes followed it coming closer to her, all of its body movements showed submission but Alex wasn’t sure if she trusted it or not. Actually she was kind of doubting her senses because this were was only slightly bigger then her.

She couldn’t stop herself from taking a jump back when he touched her muzzle. ”This is so weird...” She thought as she tilted her head to the side watching the were sit down. ”He’s only a pup.” Alex decided watching him, he was kind of cute and so small for a were...The thoughts made her take a step forward again she couldn’t seem to find a reason to be worried about this were.

A small snort escaped her lips as the pup started talking and dancing in front of her. ”Well Emile, I’m Alex. And I would hope I don’t smell like a were.” She replied stepping closer to inspect him more. For some reason she did actually want to play with him... ”God Alex, what’s wrong with her? He’s probably part of a pack, what if they show up?” The thought had her dropping her tail and taking a step back a snarl forming on her lips again. Though he felt like she could trust this were, she wasn’t one to risk anything like this. The last thing she wanted was to be turned into one of them.

OOC; sorry it's terrible :\

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