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H e narrowed his eyes as he watched the wolf. It seemed friendly, so unlike the ones that he usually stumble upon. The submissive actions that it took left him feeling slightly confused. No werewolves would do that in front of a vampire, at least none that he met before; they had way too much pride for it. It took him a second before he decided that it wasn't a match for him, but he still kept his guard up. When he saw the canine move over to where the spilled potted plant, Cameron folded his hand behind his back and followed it over. His steps were slow and deliberate yet it held all of the vampire grace that it looked like he was gliding on the ground.

Cameron's eyes widen in recognition when he gazed at the name that it carved onto the dirt. "So you're that girl I met earlier?" He questioned, peering at the russet she-wolf. Now that he thought about it, the scent that lingered from the werewolf held something familiar in it.

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Amelia nodded, blinking her eyes slwoly. Anyone who met a wolf, would realise something was up if a wolf blinked at you. It was against their nature, to take their eyes off their enemy, so if a slow blink was engaged, you needn't worry. She shook out her russet fur and yawned widely, shwoing off her wide canines. In case he tried anything. She was tempted, ever so slightly, to change to her human form, but why? For one, she barely knew him, and two; well. She'd be stark naked.

She took a few steps back, they were slow and dilberate and proclaimed the strength and agility inside of her. Even though she didn't feel threatened, she wanted much space in between them as possible. Instinct, it was.

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C a m e r o n stayed firmly where he was as he stared at the wolf. He knew he couldn't take any steps backwards. Even if he knew that this wolf wasn't a threat, he's been around enough werewolves to know never to back down and stand his ground. If he didn't then he'll be considered as prey and he wasn't going to risk anything. It only took one incident for him to learn that. The incident happened when he was still a fledgling. In the end, he was left with only one arm and a very angry creator.

The air around them was awkward. Cameron just had no idea how to even talk to a werewolf, let alone start a conversation with one. "So, do you always roam the streets in that form?" He asked smoothly, arching a perfect eyebrow. They were both exposed out there. Anybody could come out of any of the buildings nearby and see an extremely pale guy talking to a massive canine. That will surely spark some sort of outrage in the city.

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Amelia hufffed defensively, her breath clouding in a stream of steam from her muzzle. What did he know, he was a vampire. He's never Changed, she thought, heat gathering on her cheecks beneath her fur. She didn't know why his tease made her feel that way, and was even more puzzled by how the feelings seemed to haunt her in her wolf form.
She fought the instinct to lunge at him, for he had just insulted her honour. Any wolf, with no 'other' connections, would have done so. But for a reason Amelia was unsure of, she didn't want to make a fool with herself, and she had no backup without Tessa.

That was the reason Tessa and Amelia were together to much. With times tough, the Wolf Council had suggested they stay in pairs or more, for safety. A lone wolf had only the slightest chance of winning a battle with a vampire, but with a pack, or a back up, they had the advantage on one opponent.

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S e e i n g the wolf's discomfort, Cameron slowly raised both hands up in submission and took a gentle, yet firm, step back, showing her that he didn't mean to offend her. "My apologies. I didn't mean to upset you. It was simply my curiosity that drove me in asking." He said and folded both arms in front of his broad chest. "I was just pondering why you are out here, where anyone can catch a glimpse of you, and not in the forest." His bright hazel-green irises shifted towards the right, in the direction on the closest forest, before darting back to the canine in front of him.

There was a swift breeze blew towards him, intensifying the wolfish scent. In the short time that Cameron had been there, he had learned to ignore it. It shifted his hair over his forehead, making him whip his head to the side ever so slightly to get it back in place. The wind whisked against his already frozen skin. If he were human and needed to regulate his body temperature, Cameron probably would have been shivering from the frosty night. Though, he did bring his jacket, but really he didn't need it.

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Amelia looked at the forest as well, and shrugged. She fluffed her fur up as a cold breeze blasted down the street, and hoped Cameron didn't read into it. She looked around startled, when she caught the scent of wolf behind her. She didn't want to turn her back on Cameron, but felt worse not looking over the new wolf. She backed around slowly, so she was standing sideways. She could see Cameron with her periferals, but still pinpoint the intruder.
He was a large wolf, with shaggy black fur. She barked softly, recognising Damien, a member from her pack. "Go. Now," She barked, clawing the ground.
He didn't step back, instead, he took a threatining step foward.
"Freternizing with the enemy huh?" The wolf growled.