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The Fawn and The Wolf
« on: November 04, 2019, 06:01:49 AM »
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Slipping away from Luke’s increasingly concerned gaze, Rohan’s form melded with the shadows of the alley and manifested once again only once he was securely out of sight. He rustled around the nook where the pair kept supplies for trips into the hedge, finding his messenger bag within its depths. He slung it over a shoulder and opened the out of place garden fence, transitioning into the hedge.

As he entered the Hedge, he noticed the familiar falling leaves of Autumn around him. Placing his clothes in the bag, Rohan slipped into his cervine form, allowing the magic around to shape him. He was usually large and intimidating — standing tall as a trophy buck. Not today, however. His appearance mimicked his mental state: vulnerability displaying in the soft brown fur of a fawn. The bag around his body was too unwieldy for his current form, so he commanded vines to life and had its strap adjusted to fit.

His round amber eyes observed the area. He knew it was never safe to mindlessly wander through hedge, even with his title, so he decided on the park in the city for a middle ground between the familiar forests and the safety of the city. He found the gate that leads to Pisky — a tree with the ornate carving of a door etched into it. He placed his nose against the unnaturally warm wood, it swung open in response.

His breathing had begun to calm as he stepped out of the impossibly thin tree into the park, four legs trotting along as he made his way through the darkness. The instinctual prickling of fur upon his neck was the first sign of a nearby predator as he turned to see the hulking form of a white wolf eyeing him with obvious interest. The glare of its glowing red eyes seemed to invite its meal to run for sport, and Rohan took off without thought. He used the fae magic of his title to find a path that would be tough for the bigger predator to traverse — low, thorny bushes that Rohan easily dove under in a sprint, crags with small footholds that his nimble hooves easily found purchase.

No matter the tricks, the wolf found a way to catch up to him. Rohan worried that he’d exhaust himself before losing the beast. He swapped instead into his human form. Crouching into a defensive stance, bone extended from his palm. It broke free, holding the makeshift hilt in his hand where the far end sharpened into a blade.

There was an unmistakable tremble in his hand, but he placed the blade of bone between him and the wolf and said in a low voice, “You’ll need to find new prey if you wanna eat tonight.”

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Re: The Fawn and The Wolf
« Reply #1 on: November 06, 2019, 11:34:51 AM »
The white wolf had become a dark wolf, and now trotted along the tranquil and quiet grass of Pisky Memorial Park. The Gangrel had warmed to his new wolf family, but had been a loner most of his life, and so had come to Pisky for a chance for some private time. He hoped to hunt, and maybe to play. It also wouldn't be bad if he saw Digital again, or even the kind sea-foam witch! He jumped up onto his back legs, circling his front paws in a forward motion before landing flat on the soft earth. The wolf moved about through the trees and brush, the late hour minimizing the chances a human would see him. His red eyes could be unnerving to the uninformed, and not everyone was as understanding as the sea-foam witch. Flick had long forgotten her name. He wasn't even sure Digital's title was actually Digital. Flick thought it might be because he liked the wires so much.

When it looked like the night was over, and Flick would be going back to tell Ex that he hadn't had any real fun, he caught sight of a mysterious fawn. Flick could sense the beast in all animals, and yet when he looked for this one, he found the soul of something greater. Flick knew he had to drink from this fawn, and maybe even make it's acquaintance. Before he could speak, the fawn ran off leaving the wolf with a need to chase him. Flick was at first concerned, but quickly came to the conclusion that this was a game! He loved chasey, and would show the fawn-person how good at it he was. All the practice with Wrage, Ex, and Digital had made Flick that much better, and so despite the trickery the deer showcased, Flick stayed right on his tail. When the deer transformed, Flick was delighted, but the blade of bone made him wary. At the fawn/man's threat, Flick transformed into his homid form, his golden hair and naked skin still managing to shine in the moonlight.

"I wasn't going to eat you," he said, as if this was obvious. "I was just trying to play with you, mostly!"

He sniffed at the deer. "You smell different," he observed, looking at Rohan like their wasn't a weapon between them. He smiled easily.

Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


Nox Jake Benny Kyle Lisa-Joe James/Jimmy Tess Tyler Freddy Drew Flick Apep Ari Lacy Mithras

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Re: The Fawn and The Wolf
« Reply #2 on: November 06, 2019, 11:51:21 AM »
Rohan nearly dropped his weapon as the wolf transformed, getting whiplash at the sudden change in atmosphere. “Play with me?! With what your mouth?!” He did a double take. Then another.

The weapon was completely discarded as he realized that a very attractive, very... healthy young man was in front of him and the pair were entirely nude in the woods.

“Oh my god, that’s not what I meant. You were a wolf!” Rohan took his bag and covered himself in an attempt at modesty. “What the fuck is happening tonight?”

At the man’s unblinking expression of curiosity, he added, “Stop staring, let me put on clothes!” Humiliation creeped up his neck in blotches of red for the second time tonight as he pleadingly motioned for Flick to look away.

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Re: The Fawn and The Wolf
« Reply #3 on: November 07, 2019, 05:34:55 PM »
"Why put on clothes," Flick said in surprise, his smile more suggestive than his tone. Rohan was a cute deer, and an ever cuter man! Flick also hadn't met a non-wolf shifter in a long time. This was turning into quite the occasion! His own naked form had a distinct level of earth, his feet and hands covered in mud. His face was remarkably clean though, and his hair rested neatly and without tangle. He moved towards the fawn.

"I'm Flick, and yeah! Sometimes I'm a wolf. Sometimes I'm a boy, but I'm always a vampire. Oh. Ummmm."

He'd blurted that out way sooner than he'd intended, and looked down at his feet in embarrassment. Now he suddenly wished for clothes. Beings of nature rarely regarded him as one of their own. They sensed the aura of a stopped heart, and denied his connection to nature. He'd met exceptions, the dark wolves being the most recent. However, he was afraid of what would happen if Rohan didn't like vampires for some reason.
Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


Nox Jake Benny Kyle Lisa-Joe James/Jimmy Tess Tyler Freddy Drew Flick Apep Ari Lacy Mithras

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Re: The Fawn and The Wolf
« Reply #4 on: November 08, 2019, 08:47:23 AM »
Rohan could never control his first reaction. It just wasn’t in his nature. So when he saw the overexcited man practically bounce around with that handsome smile upon his face, he couldn’t help but think:

What a cute little puppy.

He smiled despite himself, quickly trying to tame the corners of his lips back down to a more neutral expression. He went to answer Flick’s initial question, nearly launching into a stammering explanation of the only things he knew naked people did, but stopped himself as the man continued to speak.

When Flick introduced himself, Rohan saw the metamorphosis from carefree and flirty to self-conscious and measured. Rohan could practically see his ears drooping and the non-existent tail tucking between his legs — but he was decidedly not allowing his eyes to avert below chest height to confirm that suspicion.

Glamour twisted and pooled around Flick, his anxiety and embarrassment kicking up emotional energy into a frenzy. With one hand, Rohan reached out and grasped the glamour, willing it to form and become corporeal. His other hand threw the bag behind him over his shoulder, and he attempted to appear unflummoxed by the momentary exposure.

He secured the resulting soft blue fabric around his waist, taking a step forward and leaning slightly to meet Flick’s downcast gaze. “I don’t know what just made you so embarrassed, but uh. I’m Rohan. Sometimes I’m a man, too. Other times I’m a buck...” his words trailed off before spilling out of his lips far too quickly, “... like a big buck though, I’m normally not a little deer. I’m just going through a lot and my form is kinda tied into how I’m feeling so...” he trailed off again.

“Oh, and I guess sometimes I’m a shadow and a beast.” He used two fingers on either hand to mimic fangs in his mouth, cocking his head to the side, kinda hoping the silliness would bring the smile back to Flick’s face.

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Re: The Fawn and The Wolf
« Reply #5 on: November 12, 2019, 03:17:52 PM »
"You don't care I'm a vampire," Flick clarified, his invisible tail wagging at the prospect. So this fawn was a buck, and his form was dependant on his mood. He thought shifters were bound to one form, and that made Rohan a new discovery! Nature had so many wonderful secrets, and Flick had stumbled upon one. It was why he didn't like the concrete and steel of most cities. There were normally no fawns or bucks to be found.

This fawn/buck was also a hunk, and Flick almost blushed for the first time when Rohan said he could be a beast. He laughed a small laugh, and closed the distance between them.

"Don't worry," he said softly, eyes looking down at where pant's had been placed. "I can tell you're a big buck." After a brief pause, Flick's distracted brain changed topics. "Hey, so how come you're a fawn if you're a buck? Something got you down?"

Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.


Nox Jake Benny Kyle Lisa-Joe James/Jimmy Tess Tyler Freddy Drew Flick Apep Ari Lacy Mithras

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Re: The Fawn and The Wolf
« Reply #6 on: November 13, 2019, 02:00:16 PM »
Flick’s abrupt mood change threw him for a loop. Rohan’s mouth was so dry, and yet when he closed his lips, he could almost feel himself salivate as the man advanced.

“I don’t care if you’re a vamp,” Rohan repeated, mouth continuing to stay agape as the man advanced. “Oh. No, I uh,” Rohan’s brain began to catch up to what Flick was asking. “It doesn’t bother me or make you any less. Um.” His brain searched for the right word. “You’re uh pretty.”

Smooth.

“But you probably shouldn’t feed from me,” Rohan bit his lower lip, his eyes not exactly matching his conviction absent from his words. “Our blood can be a bit offputting.” Rohan didn’t want the vamp to taste his blood and leave. But as their eyes met after Flick’s obvious gaze slid up his body and heat pooled once more in Rohan’s stomach, he wasn’t sure that he didn’t want a taste of Flick himself.

This new sensation earned a brief moment of respite as Flick changed the topic. Rohan felt the air become a bit cooler as he inhaled it into the warmth of his lungs. “My magic is all messed up lately. I’m a very long way from home and that comes with consequences. One of those is that my own...” he looked at Flick, deciding to make this as simple as he could put it, so he didnt lose them wolf’s attention, “emotions are diminishing my magic. Hence. Fawn.”