Lone Wolf Roaming

[Continued from here @streetslost

Smooth movements fluidly conveyed the teenager over to other as storm grey eyes fixed upon the wound. Fixed with a a storm grey stare as the other responded, speaking as the wound was carefully scrutinized by his storm grey hues. "Could help aye, I've also got some stuff for wounds, the stinging stuff that cleans them, if you want some?"

He'd asked as he'd finished scrutinizing the wound and shifted position smoothly over to his own bags. A rapid investigation of that bag by him successfully recovering a first aid bag. "Even got washing stuff for properly cleaning it if you want." Aaron offered softly there before he gently added. " Looks more recent than some, doesn't look....overly serious though but uh" He winced then. "Yer uh..." His jaw worked then as he searched for the right word as he sought to avoid...'malnourished..' the teen settling after a mo on. "Thin, could be ..unpleasant."

"...Anyway, offer's there fer med stuff and a dressing." Aaron reminded the other as he left the aid kit there, close enough for her to take it. A unspoken offer to let her use the kit without his involvement. Trust as a currency was something hard earned, he doubted he'd earned any from her and well, she hadn't earned his trust too.

He had two of those kits, the one he allowed the other to take from him. "If you need anything more than is there, medical stuff wise, just ask." Aaron had stated then, eyes fixed on her as he shifted his stance slightly, a boot whispering over stone as he assumed a more calm and easy stance than before. A move in a way intended to perhaps speak further to his not being a threat not that he suspected he'd be entirely successful in calming her tension.

If there was anything Aaron happened to understand quite clearly, quite deeply. Wanting to handle things yourself. Understanding the danger that even a brief choice to trust in another brought.

Understood that, though his mind failed to call up the words that would have outlined that in a way that would have ended up sufficient. So those words that presented themselves to his mind, to his well warded mind remained unvoiced. Unacted upon as he simply waited to see how they responded to his offer of food.

Partly and fairly selfishly glad that the wound smell was at least now diluted with the tang of anti-septics and what smell the dressing happened to have. Also and well mainly just glad that the human, not someone he regarded as friend but still, would at least have clean wounds. Infections absolutely sucked, expecially for people who didn't know what plants to harvest stuff from to make your own meds, he'd not wish that on anybody on the street.

Expecially not since having survived such infections himself at points. The teen supressing a wince at that thought as he instead turned back to the human, back picked up and brought infront of him at her question. His response, accompanied by his opening the bag to show the items of food in question, swift and matter of fact. "Crackers and stuff that doesn't go bad quickly mainly." Aaron responded before he continued, listing each thing he could remember being in there. "So salted meets, canned stuff and energy bars with some sandwiches I laid hands on."

He grimaced then. "Not had brilliant look recently getting anything that wasn't just...filling or full of energy, so cant speak for the taste of any of it." Aaron added apologetically before he then slid the bag toward them slightly. "Sandwiches are just ham and cheese" The teen added as a afterthought, their thank you being responded too with a slight nod.

Pick up on that sort of thing... What did that mean? Not by scent? Is it really possible for someone to be able to simply sense something like that? That's amazing. Part of it was almost as hard to believe as his mention of vampires, while the other part of her knew it's obvious; obviously it's true. She's a goddamn werewolf, why would other creatures not also exist? Perhaps the hard part about it is because she's never met anyone that was not just human.

"This..human form is what I can shift into, well the main thing I can shift into convincingly... can also do a coywolf at a stretch and a normal coyote though it aint really that convincing yet." Aaron went on in what could only be described as a embarassed ramble as he rubbed the back of his neck a bit. "I aint...that brilliant at other forms basically. " He then admitted as his voice oozed embarassement. "Elves, stuff thats basically human with additional ..bits or changes, I can do that!" "..But like..only if I see what one looks like." He then froze as he realized just exactly how much he had waffled on. "..Oh mother Lupra, sorry..I like...majorly waffled on there I'm sorry." The teen apologized, as he fixed his gaze firmly on the floor for a moment. "I've not really had other people who aren't like..human to talk to for a while." Aaron then admitted softly, idly thankful that he didn't have a tail at the moment to give away his awkward embarassment.

The wolf's ears flick forward. She is basically twice the size, which may not sound like much but it most certainly is. The right side of her front lip raised above a canine, a light chuckle slipped through her teeth. Her other form is really just for fighting, and she only fights when she needs to.

The opposite of a werewolf, huh? Interesting. A born wolf that transforms into a human... That's new. Guess she couldn't blame him or his species for wanting to hide from people. She lived a long time surrounded by terrible people. But her father was human, too, and he was a good man. He's the reason she's here today.

❝ I'm a werewolf, ❞ Ellie lowers herself to sit, ears swivel. ❝ I'm not a normal wolf, ❞ She says in a bit of a mutter. Way to state the obvious, but she didn't know how to answer his question. ❝ I don't know, I just am. I know there are probably other werewolves who are different, but my kind just... You know, ❞ Her large head swayed to side, tipping slightly.

The part that froze him in place a moment after he'd sat down, his mind working as it caught up with the other. Caught up and managed a mind sent. "Oh" as it initially responded to the other before his brain finally caught up. "I guess your right, kinda conscious I have uh only seen werewolves from where I came from and uh, from a very small area of this fine land." The teenage mind voice observed very softly.

"And on the monster front, I don't think your a monster I think you're a large werewolf called Ellie I just met who's actually really nice." Aaron then commented conversationally before he smoothly added. "And I think I owe you a apology regarding my earlier panicky reaction to seeing you so..I deeply apologise."

The teen awkwardly coughed then. "And well, you're the first of your kind, large werewolves, I've met...though saying that the other werewolf pack I've met kinda happens to all be taller than me too." Aaron woofed then as his tail swished from one side to the other slightly. "But even with sayin that, I think you're not a monster, if that counts for anything considering we've just met and all." He then tilted his head slightly. "You look normal for your sort of werewolf, I suspect."

She has a pretty good nose... Even like this, as human, her sense of smell is strong. Ellie may never have met another werewolf before but that doesn't mean she is incapable of sniffing out someone who isn't human. Maybe he isn't a werewolf but he's something. Something similar enough — like a wolf.

❝ No? ❞ She answers like it's a question, as if to hint that he should be able to determine that for himself. After all, he did say he could smell it. Wet dog is a weird way to put it but she figured he meant he knew.

Stupid stupid stupid, his mind growled to itself as his jaw worried, working tight and twitching. "Not really, you're right there, I can." He cautiously responded, tone kept level, stripped of the fear he felt with a effort of will. "My kind tends to be able to pick up on that sort of thing, vampires tend to be easier than wolves though, for some of us at least." He added conversationally as he carefully ensured his stuff was secured, just in case.

Could she really even be surprised that his species is one she has never heard of? It's not like she has a ton of experience out in the world. Most of her life was spent between four walls. A shapeshifter but not a werewolf... But can still transform into a wolf — albeit one a lot smaller than herself.

❝ I'm Ellie, ❞ The white wolf dipped her head, eyebrows seeming to furrow. ❝ My other form is larger. ❞ She teased, letting a soft laugh escape her maw. At least taller, if not larger.

"I aint like a werewolf, for me its the uh..other way round if that makes sense?" The Lupricae cautiously well...squeaked as he slipped backward almost slinking as he hugged the ground. "I was born a wolf and learned to transform into two legs....its cause Lupricae uh... found it easier to hide from humans that way...at least in my pack's case."

It’s rare that he does spend time in this form. The prince woofed. He stepped closer — and he was a large wolf when in this form. He shook his fur. Upon hearing the voice he responded back with a howl. He spoke. ‘ Well here I am! ‘ The prince called out. As he stepped close he noticed the other wolf .

Instinctual urges he was only just managing to suppress as he watched the giant of a wolf pad out of cover and moved toward him. Dipped his head as he did, stepped closer as Aarons ears went back and his tail dropped in a 'Woah you're big' related fear response. "Ohhhkay you're big."The wolf's voice managed then, the telepathic statement shaky the slight fear the wolf showed. "Hi...uh...pleasant to meet...you?"