(1x1 RP) Rena502388 & horses_r_fun_says_i

[ariel.]

"I'm just teasing you." Taylor grinned nudging her arm gently as she sent him a small glare. "An elder.. we could try. I mean I've only heard about them, and they're probably kind of.. not friendly? I've heard they're the ones who kinda write the rules." He said, making quotation marks in the air with his fingers as he said rules.

Lydia stared at Damon for a long moment, as if she was trying figure out what he wanted. The last thing she planned to do was trust a werewolf. Her gaze suddenly snapped around as she heard the slayers. She quickly climbed onto Damon's back, grabbing a fist full of fur on his neck so she wouldn't come off.

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber groaned and rolled her eyes playfully. "You're no help!" she teased with a giggle, resting her head on his shoulder. She walked out onto the beach, still holding his hand. She smirked and took in a deep breath. "I love the smell of the ocean..." she murmured.

Damon got quickly to his feet and started to run as fast as he could, making sure Lydia didn't fall off. He knew exactly where to go... there was a beach that he used to go to that no one else knew where it was. Well, except for Amber, but he knew she wouldn't be there. She didn't like anything that had to do with him.

[ariel.]

"What are you taking about? I'm so much help!" Taylor grinned, playing along. "So do I, it's nice." He agreed, "I've always liked the ocean." He admitted. Slowly, he began to pick up on Damon's werewolf scent- but he figured it was only a dog.

Lydia managed to keep her balance fairly well, she had riden a horse a couple times so she tried to think of it like that by keeping her knees tight and back straight. She wasn't sure where he planned to go, but at the moment she didn't care, she just knew she had to get away.

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber giggled and rested her head on his shoulder. "Me too..." she murmured quietly.

Damon hurried out onto the beach and then stopped by a log, panting hard. He laid down on his stomach so she could get off of his back. Then he stiffened as he looked up and saw Sarah staring at him in fear. He shook his head, trying to resist the urge to shake out his coat.

[ariel.]

Taylor smiled, setting a arm around her shoulders. His gaze suddenly snapped over to Damon, where he full caught his scent. "I.. uh.. think we've found a werewolf." He said.

"Thanks.." Lydia said quietly, slowly easing herself off his back. She flexed her fingers a couple times to stretch the out, they were tried from gripping his fur so tightly. She sat down on the sad, propping her back up against the log he had stopped. "You're a werewolf." She stated simply, "Werewolves are supposed to kill vampires. Not help them."

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber's eyes widened and she seemed to have an epiphany. "Um... his smell. It's different. It... that... that's Damon." she whispered, recognizing his smell easily. She remembered his smell from when they had been dating... and since he was her creator, she seemed to know his scent even better.

Damon whimpered softly and rested his head on her lap. He didn't know how to show her. He sat up and then licked her cheek gently. He looked into her eyes, trying to figure out how to make her understand.

[ariel.]

"I'm trying to figure out his being here a good or bad thing.." Taylor muttered. "Wait," He said blinking looking at her with confusion. "Isn't he like a vampire? And not a werewolf?" He asked her. His eyebrows scrunched together in frustration as he tried to figure everything out. A lot didn't make sense to him at the moment.

"You confuse me.." Lydia said with a sigh as he laid his head on her lap. She stared at him with a look of surprise as he licked her cheek. "Oh my god.. you're like.. how did you.. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to flip at you earlier! I was confused ad I just.." She blabbered on as she caught on.

[PrimordialNyx]

Sarah looked up at him, her eyes bright. "Damon was never bitten by a werewolf... I was. I'm not going through the same changes as you though and... Damon created me." she breathed out. "It is a genetic thing... it has nothing to do with the werewolf scratches..." she murmured, a grin breaking out on her face as she had an epiphany.

Damon yipped quietly and jumped up, play bowing in front of her and wagging him tail furiously, his eyes bright and happy. She had figured it out. He walked back over and sat beside her, butting his head gently on her shoulder to show her that it was okay.

[ariel.]

"You don't know that though, I mean he could have, and just not of told you." Taylor pointed out, looking down at her. She listned to her words and nodded slowly. "Amber, I think you're probably right."

Lydia laughed quietly at his small burst of excitment. She smiled as he told her it was okay, she began to find it easy to understand his small littler messages. "You're less annoying as a dog." She said jokingly, teasing him.

[PrimordialNyx]

Amber grinned and threw her arms around him, hugging him close. "This means two things... one, it's not going to happen to you. And two, the werewolf scratches aren't going to hurt me... if I'm already partially one of them." she shuddered slightly. "Hopefully I don't get to that point though... I don't want to be a dog." she growled quietly, wrinkling her nose.

Damon snarled at her, looking scary. Then he let out a lopsided dog grin and butted his head against her chin again. He thought he had scared her and was rubbing it in.