Midnight Kills (Werewolf/Human RP) ACCEPTING

[Whitie]

-Odin Vinter-

Odin suddenly froze as Sandra gave him a hug, the feeling of her arms being wrapped around his body caused much uneasiness, but he reluctantly returned her the gesture out of kindness and hugged her back. His hold was loose as he wasn’t all too comfortable about hugging this she-werewolf back. He had helped her and so he wasn’t too unsure about it, it was just a gesture of reassurance and kindness.

“Eh, yeah, you’re welcome,” Odin replied, before letting go and stepping back. He scratched the back of his neck, ruffling his fur a little with his claws as he glanced about with a curious look held in his eyes. “So, um, just be a little careful from now on, okay?” he stated, unsure of what else to saw. He had managed an uncertain smile, before he took a few steps back, unsure of whether or not to take his leave or to stay.

[riddlestyx]

(( Um.. You weren't accepted yet, North... ))

[.::Nani::.]

Sandra looked at him for a while, her head tilted to the side and her ears flopping a little bit. "I will," she smiled joyfully. However after she gave a little more thought about saying goodbye, she frowned and looked at the ground. "Do you think I'll ever see you again? I mean, I've never really been out of this cabin or the forest for that matter and... it get's kind of lonely not talking to anyone. Er, I mean Max is fun to talk to and he's a wonderful brother... but it's just... not the same as having an actual friend to talk to..." She paused for another moment. "This is what a friendship is like, right?" she asked suddenly looking up at him.

"Why do you refuse to accept any help from someone?" Max then thought for a moment of what to say next. "And I just wanted to make sure you didn't get into anymore trouble. Besides, what harm could it do to stick around and help a damsel in distress??" He wiggled his eyebrows at the last words, laughing a soft laugh. "I mean, I wouldn't feel right if something happened to you after I left -- not saying that you couldn't take care of yourself-- but at least le me walk you home or something."

[riddlestyx]

Risika snarled, baring her fangs, realizing she had lowered her lip as he spoke. "I don't need your help!" She lowered to all fours, growling and snarling wildly. He was beginning to get on her nerves. "I don't need someone to... 'walk me home'... Or 'hold my hand while crossing the street'. I can take care of MYSELF."

[Whitie]

-Odin Vinter-

Odin stood his ground as he crossed his arms over his chest, his head tilted in a curious manner as he perked his brow at Sandra’s words. He wasn’t sure of how he was supposed to answer that, but then again he wasn’t going to question it. He was a good guy, most of the time, but he was just against the idea of being what he was. He killed things like himself for a living, or at least he used to before he became one himself and now he had to change his lifestyle. His uncle, the poor man, just did what he could to forget about what his nephew was, though it was hard...

“Err, yeah, I guess so,” Odin replied, pulling himself out of his thoughts. “I’ve never had anyone else to speak to, other than my uncle and the horses, though I have run into another she-werewolf running around, before I met you,” he replied with a limp shrug of his shoulders. “But I don’t mind sticking around, it’ll be nice to have someone else to talk to, that understands what it’s like to be a werewolf,” he added with a small smile showing upon his muzzle. He wasn’t going to simply blow her off, Sandra seemed like a sensible girl that he would be able to get along with.

[.::Nani::.]

Sandra gasped when he mentioned another werewolf, her vivid green eyes twinkling with astonishment. "You mean there are more of us?! This is amazing!" She giggled, spinning around in a quick circle. Her eyes then landed on the cabin. She was filled with so much excitement. She had finally found what she believed to be her first friendship, there was supposedly another werewolf lingering about in the forest, and she was finally back at home. "Well since we're friends, I suppose I should invite you to come inside or something. Oh! Or maybe I could make something. Wait... I don't think I can really cook in this form... hmm... I'm sure we have some other food inside though... Or! Is there anything I could try and fix up for you? I'm sure you're hungry." She was so happy to finally have a guest that she hadn't really thought about whether or not he had accepted the invitation or not.

Max looked at her for a while. "Man, you sure are one fiesty girl," he muttered. Taking in a deep breath, he turned to look away. "Fine. I get it." However with all of these distractions, his mind suddenly fluttered back to Sandra.
He had almost forgotten all about finding her! He stood up taller, a panicked current running through and over his entire body. "I need to find her," he whispered. Turning to look back at the werewolf girl, he frantically stepped backwards. "Have you seen another werewolf? She's kind of small and really timid; probably seem lost of scared or something. My sister ran off and I was trying to find her, but then I overheard the hunters and... Oh God, there must be more of them out here. And if any of them get near her, she'll be dragged away in an instant!"
He quickly pulled away and tured around, yelling at the top of his lungs. "Sandra!! Can you hear me?!" Sandra!!"

[riddlestyx]

Risika growled low, her ears closing up as he screeched. "Hold your voice down, lord!" She snarled, "No, I haven't. Only a male werewolf. Name's... Not important." She turned away, walking off deeper into the night. She had better things to do then go on a search for another werewolf.

[Whitie]

-Odin Vinter-

A soft sounded chuckle sounded from Odin as he shook his head from how excited Sandra was acting from the fact that she had found friendship in him. She was something else, he had to admit that much, and she seemed interesting enough that he was going to enjoy her company and his stay at her home. As she couldn’t make up her mind about what to make for him, he thought that hunting down a doe or some other creature would be easier to obtain rather than fussing about a cooking a meal. Besides, he didn't need to hunt another human tonight, so that made things easier.

“Well, I already had my fill for the night,” he started, meaning that he had already eaten his share of human, “So we can probably track down a deer or something of the like,” he suggested. “There are plenty of deer in these woods and there are plenty of other creatures, too. So I’m sure that we’ll be able to fetch a nice meal nearby. That way we don’t have to wander too far from your home either.” He nodded his head, until a sound reach his ears. It sounded like yelling, but he wasn’t sure of who or what it was and so he simply ignored it.

[.::Nani::.]

Sandra nodded. She didn't quite have a problem with hunting down animals, but when it came to hunting people... "Yea, there's lots of animals around here... But Max says it's always best for me to eat... human flesh... But I don't really like the idea of hunting humans after..." her voice drifted off after her eyes went blank for a moment as she recalled a horrid memory. She drew in a deep breath, trying to shake away all of her thoughts. "Umm. I think we should go this way. The deer tend to hang around over here." She took off behind the cabin, keeping her eyes open for any sign of another animal.

Max frowned at the werewolf as he looked around. "Look, go ahead and get yourself killed or whatever. I know now never to help you out, you ungrateful scrap of fur," he growled bitterly. "Now I'm going to go look for my sister instead of wasting my time here." He began to walk off in the opposite direction of the girl, but after a couple paces, her paused, barely even tilting his head to the side. "And one quick tip, if wouldn't hurt to try and be kind to someone who tries to help you out. But then again, I wouldn't expect for a person like you to know the definition of the word," he muttered. With those words, he walked off futher, his fur bristling with rage.

((sorry if I take forever to respond, I'm doing homework :/ )))

[riddlestyx]

Risika scoffed in laughter, lowering to all fours and bounding off through the night. She kept to the moonlight, instead of disappearing into the safety of the dark, thick forest. The she-werewolf kept on, ignoring the sting in her shoulder. Risika soon skidded to a halt, coming across a cabin. She looked up at it with wide eyes. Soon, she heard voices. Instinctively, she leaped to the nearest shrub to be hidden. Her eyes glimmered with curiosity, soon seeing Odin with another... Werewolf? Must of been the werewolf that male was going on about.