Moonlight

[~Timber Wolf~]

Fear gripped his core seeing a human so close, most trailed wild animals for one reason alone. His fur still feeling rather strange...it had been what 4-5 days since this curse had taken him? Ears flattening Damon shrank back as his tail involuntarily tucked. The tips of his top canines coming into view, he didn’t want to hurt anyone...dispite what he was he had a job to do...a promise to keep. Dark claws dug into the dirt as the pain shot through his flesh, yelping he was forced to still. Her approach was watched carefully by wary eyes. Allowing her to work the cloth swiftly filled with blood. Calming his panting grew heavy as he watched the forest avoiding eye contact. A snap to their left another to their right. The black wolf dipping his head in aggression a low growl rising. The scent of another hunter sending a chill down his spine. Turning to the stranger he struggled to his paws lunging his weight fell on her strong jaws pulling her frame into the nearby bushes. The earspilling sounds of firearms erupting overhead.

[luminescent,]

it was shocking that the wild animal seemingly understood her and even more shocking that he allowed her to place the fabric on his wound. amelia was praying that her good fortune came from dumb luck and nothing special - today was already somewhat of a mess, she didn’t need her beliefs on what was a normal animal and what wasn’t switched as well. the light coloured hoodie was rapidly staining crimson causing a frown to form on the brunette’s face as she realised that the wound was more than severe than she first thought.

her third shock of the day came when she was pulled under the cover of a bush with no warning at all. she was tempted to scream her lungs off but then decided against the idea when she realised that they were hiding from something.the sound of a gun was unfamilar to her ears yet still caused a involuntary shudder of fear to ripple down her spine. guns were never a good sign.she had no idea in what to do and instead focused on keeping her breath as low and quiet as possible. amelia highly doubted that another human could pick up such quiet of a noise yet it helped her stay calm and therefore she was not going to stop any time soon. she glanced at the wolf, a questioning look on her face as she silently asked for answers that she knew she wouldn’t get from a wolf.

[~Timber Wolf~]

He had to think fast...a hunter on his tail and a human at his flank. He couldn’t help the rising hackles, the black fur prickling as it stood up alone his spine. Yellow irises glowed in the shadows studying the situation. Lowering into a stalk he could feel eyes on his, looking over his shoulder ruff his gaze tensed giving a -stay here- command. Creeping forward his senses on alert easily pinpointing the armed humans location. Lunging from the shadows he came from behind. Heavy paws tackling the threat as the rifile was knocked from the middle aged mans grip. Fear overtaking his expression as the huge canine gave an open mouth snarl, tail rising as he backed off allowing the human to flee. Yelping as a frantic kick landed a painful blow just below the wound. Staggering backward Damon howled in pain scrambling back to the shadows.

[luminescent,]

the fact that the wolf was nervous didn’t help her growing nerves. although she was sure the one being hunted was the canine and not herself, the fact that a man was stalking around with a rifle in his hands wasn’t the most comforting of thoughts. somehow the idea of staying in the bushes was well understood and amelia gave a curt nod in responce, silently praying that the wolf was not going to maul the man - she highly doubted that he would but there was always the possibility of that happening. amelia strained to hear anything and was met with nothing but muffled noises, the density of the bushes keeping her from hearing clearly. one thing that was audible was a pain-filled howl, causing amelia to scramble from her hiding spot and into the clearing, releived to see there was no hunter or gun shells lining the floor. amelia sighed and headed slowly towards the darkest area of the clearing, guessing the wolf had gone to where it was least visible ”thanksfor that” she muttered, referring to when he had gotten her out of the hunter’s sight. ”can you walk? if so, we can head to the edge of thr forest and you can wait there whilst i get some bandages and what not for that wound” amelia still thought it was stupid that she was talking to an animal but then again, any form of communication they had so far was seemingly understood, so, it was worth a shot.

[~Timber Wolf~]

Seeking the comfort of shadows Damon signed turning to lick the leaking wounds, the red liquid tasting salty on his tongue. Perked ears listened as the hunters footsteps faded yet moments later another set grew closer. Struggling to his paws he watched as the stranger approached. Tilting his head at her words, giving a huff before shrinking back to the deeper parts of the forest. She had done and seen enough...last thing he needed where humans finding out. Yet he knew he was in no position to run, studying her he remained where he was. An open cut on his chest told of the painful kick he’d suffered. In a blink of an eye he vanished, as if melting into the vary mist. It wasn’t until a few days later he saw her, the opening which had once pledged his skin now bore a thick scar. About the age of 16 he was still a kid, wearing a white t shirt and shorts. His mind confused...a tear he had to make in order to keep others safe.

[luminescent,]

after the wolf disappeared, amelia returned to her normal yet simple life. she hadn’t thought much about the whole occasion, blaming the heat on why she thought the wolf was so peculiar. it had been a few uneventful days before she saw the wolf again, yet she had no idea that it was the same person. she had been walking down the same road, heading towards the local cafe in determination - she hadn’t gotten a coffee in almost a week and the lack of caffeine in her system was starting to force her energy levels to drop massively. there had been no one else on the street spare herself and a young man. amelia paused for a moment before continuing her slow walk, frowning slightly in confusion- the man looked very similar yet was a complete stranger at the strange time. she sighed and shook her head lightly - she was seeing things again. perhaps the lack of caffeine was starting to affect her more than she realised.

[~Timber Wolf~]

Walking down the nearly empty streets the lycan kept a wary eye on the surroundings...he didn’t have many resources left. A pang of sorrow bit at his belly. All of these buildings...all of these people..everyone of them had a family to return to...he didn’t have such a luxury...15 dollars it was all of his remaining savings from the “job” which had conditioned his very soul since he could remember.. All that training down the drain. The sun still waking from darkness, rarely morning held less of a change of being discovered. Hunger gripped his stomach, having tried to stay away from hunting yet he knew this couldn’t last for much longer. Clothes worn yet feeling eyes on him he turned to see a fimilar face. His eyes the same as the wolfs dispite their blue coloring.

[luminescent,]

it was odd to see someone stand outside at such a early time and even odder to see someone new in this town. the town was very small and the kind of place where everyone knew everyone, regardless of who you are. she found it strange that although she was certain she had never seen the guy before, she recognised him somehow - she guessed he just had a familar face. now normally, amelia would of just walked away and continued with her day but for some reason, she didn’t. instead she found herself crossing the street to approach the stranger. as she drew close, amelia finally pinpointed what was so familar about the man; his eyes. they were, coincidentally, the exact same shade of the wolf’s eyes - the same odd wolf that had disappeared a few days ago. ”um, excuse me, do you need any help?” the girl questioned when she was close enough for the guy to hear her.

[~Timber Wolf~]

Damon flinched seeing the approaching girl, the unnatural yellow threatening to heat cool blue eyes. Sharp ache of metal still burning the tender bruised flesh in his chest. His expression filling with surprise as this all too fimilar stranger picked up the pace. Her face one he’d seen before yet couldn’t quite place.....His expression fill with a mix of causation as she addressed him, some part of his subconscious hoping the jogging girl was just passing bye. Finding the cracked voice proved challenging, shock still causing a kind of wariness around people. The injuries raw, pushing new protective instincts. A shadow of the personality which had once been present greeted her, “Ummm hey.....d...do I know you?” His tone a kind of unsure politeness....Shifting his weight he considered her question “I’m just looking for a grocery store -a halfhearted smirk crossed his cheek- just need to pick up a few things....” Given more confidence and this boy could easily turn into the kind of boy many girls would go after. A kind of charm in his words...With slender tall and muscular features, the shyness seemed somewhat out of place. Shaken his nervousness not helping the pounding in his chest....until a spark of reconciliation showed in his gaze....her scent a dead giveaway....he paused studying her hoping to not be somehow recognized....