bad dog

>It was likely a mistake for the beautiful dancer to express her fear. The moment her eyes widened and she took a step backward, the wolf took a slow step forward. It’s jaw dropped a bit in interest as its ears swivelled and pointed forward. Tail lifting, he was stock still for several seconds as his head tilted and he watched her. Fully aware of each shift backward. It wasn’t until he caught her scent on the wind, however, that he reacted.   The wolf knew the moment he caught her scent that he knew her before he necessarily knew who she was. A sharp, more high pitched bark of a sound than anything else he’d made in front of her as he leapt into action.

In shockingly small time given how big he was, the wolf suddenly closed the distance between them with several long-legged leaps.  His body crashed into her legs, likely to take her to the ground if she wasn’t careful as Abel’s snout pressed aggresively into her palm and arm with a low grunting sound, tail lashing behind him.

Alexandra was frozen in place, unsure what the best move was. She wanted to scream, but her fear was that the moment she made a sound the wolf would attack. The wolves usually didn’t come into town, tending to stay in the woods. Of course it would be the one night she was on her own that she would have a run in with one. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath catching in her throat as the wolf stepped towards her for each step back she took away from him. 

A short excursion, Eldrige had reasoned. That was the sole reason for this little outing. To run a few errands and relish a change of scenery. It had nothing to do with the unspeakable weight settled over the shoulders; one that only grew heavier the longer within the diorama of home. It couldn’t have given how willfully blind he's become. Whatever sense of belonging he once had at home was long gone. Shot clean through the chest and gut — left for elements to claim between polished floorboards and pristine walls.

Lord, was he troubled.

All thoughts come to an abrupt halt when the car starts to sputter. No prior warning, no hesitation, no nothing. Eldrige swears to the high heavens as he putters to a stop. Just his luck to have some sort of issue in the middle of the day.

Hood propped open, he pokes his head in the ancient vehicle's maw. Lo and behold, he's unable to make heads or tails admist the wafting smoke. Wonderful. With little left to do, he moves his attention elsewhere — somewhere nearby to flag the next pair of eyes cast his way.

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A short excursion, Eldrige had reasoned. That was the sole reason for this little outing. To run a few errands and relish a change of scenery. It had nothing to do with the unspeakable weight settled over the shoulders; one that only grew heavier the longer within the diorama of home. It couldn’t have given how willfully blind he’s become. Whatever sense of belonging he once had at home was long gone. Shot clean through the chest and gut — left for elements to claim between polished floorboards and pristine walls.

Lord, was he troubled.

All thoughts come to an abrupt halt when the car starts to sputter. No prior warning, no hesitation, no nothing. Eldrige swears to the high heavens as he putters to a stop. Just his luck to have some sort of issue in the middle of the day.

Hood propped open, he pokes his head in the ancient vehicle’s maw. Lo and behold, he’s unable to make heads or tails admist the wafting smoke. Wonderful. With little left to do, he moves his attention elsewhere — somewhere nearby to flag the next pair of eyes cast his way.

“Hey! Pardon, you wouldn’t happen to know the ins and outs of cars, would you?" 

"Had a feeling you'd ask somethin' of that nature..." Abel's rough, low voice rang out in an undeniable twang of his hometown. That, and likely a wealth of amusement as he watched the other man seem to try to decipher the smokeshow he was looking at. Nostrils flaring slightly as Abel caught scent of the situation, he approached the other and held out a hand. "Officer Carter, reckon if I can't figure out what's going on I can probably get you a tow to someone who can.. "

Trailing off, the wolf's eyes turned to the car and chuckled, one hand lifting to wave some of the smoke out of the air. "Damn, she older than you, bud? Talk about Drivin’ Miss Daisy.. ah shit, didn’t get your name, by the way.”

It wasn’t a well hidden secret that, even though Abel was certainly one of the supernatural himself, he had a thing. Abel’s intricate and deep upbringing within the Catholic church colored his opinion. Even his subconscious affinities. That much was clear when the Cthonic had caught him blatantly staring as he tried to lower his hackles. And fuck. Now he had to play along. Clearing his throat, the wolf simply jerked his chin. “Just finding myself wondering. Don’t believe we ever crossed paths. Abel” he introduced himself.. taking the other in

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June entered the Saloon and sighed, ready for a drink after a long day of errands. She ran her hands through her blonde hair, making sure it wasn't sticking up at all different angles before walking straight to the bar. The place was packed, and she struggled to get through the crowd, muttering excuse me's along the way.

She stopped when she got there and gave the person next to her a smile. She raised her arm a few times, trying to catch the bartender as he walked the other direction. "Is there a trick to this that I'm missing?" She joked with the person beside her.

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June entered the Saloon and sighed, ready for a drink after a long day of errands. She ran her hands through her blonde hair, making sure it wasn’t sticking up at all different angles before walking straight to the bar. The place was packed, and she struggled to get through the crowd, muttering excuse me’s along the way.

She stopped when she got there and gave the person next to her a smile. She raised her arm a few times, trying to catch the bartender as he walked the other direction. “Is there a trick to this that I’m missing?” She joked with the person beside her.

"Maybe he was ignoring me or maybe he really was busy, but that was..." she stopped, shaking her head from side to side. "Kind of outrageously hilarious. Not something I would ever do, myself, but very effective. What are you drinking? Next round is on me."

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Nore tilted her head and narrowed her eyes at his words. “I’m not a clutz,” she said with defiance. “I just got…distracted.” She reached and smoothed out her clothes, pulling her tshirt down and making a scene of righting herself. She moved to pick up her books and stopped when she heard what came out of his mouth next.

“But…I…” Part of her was angry, part of her was trying to figure out what to do next. She stood there for a second, unsure what to say. She moved to stomp her foot but stopped herself and blew out a loud breath. She’d always been told to say Please when you needed help. “Pretty. Please.” She said through clenched teeth.

The thing about Abel was... the one thing you could do to put him in a good mood was to convince him he had any kind of control over a situation. The pretty girl's body language immediately as she practically snarled pulled a slight upward curve of the corner of Abel's mouth. The cold expression in his eyes seemed to soften to something akin to amusement as he watched her hand smooth out her clothing. Hell, when she chose to actually ask him for help, one dark brow rose in a surprised expression. Well shit, he'd half expected her to refuse his presence altogether.

The surprise shifted to a gleeful bit of amusement as he clocked just how frustrated this girl was to give into what he wanted and ask him. And so nicely too. Giving a low chuckle, he couldn't help but to poke the bear more. "Well shit, pretty lady, all you had to do was say so." His voice was obnoxiously magnanimous as he dropped to the balls of his feet, closer to her level. A far too amused grin on his face, he watched her and grabbed a few things. "Look like you wanna take a chunk outta me, sugar."

Nore watched his demeanor change, unsure what it meant exactly. “Pretty lady…?” She asked, letting the words sit on her tongue. Her brows furrowed as she tried to figure out what kind of situation she was in. She did always like compliments, though she couldn’t tell a real compliment from a backhanded one, so there was that. Was it sarcasm? She wasn’t very good at that either.

Her eyes narrowed as he dropped to the ground. Wow. All she’d had to do was say pretty please? Well, now she’d have to say it all the time if it got her what she wanted, right? “Well…I did want to take a chunk out of you. But you picked up my books. So.” She said, tucking them under one arm. At the nickname she couldn’t help but smile. “Never had anyone call me sugar before…” She said, shaking her head.

The moment Abel wasn't faced with displeasure, his own response was just as saccharine sweet as hers. Every bit of his southern good-ol-boy nature came out in response to her smile. As Nore straight out admitted to wanting to take a piece of him, she seemed to earn a genuine guffaw out of Abel as he tilted his head and regarded her. Handing her the books, Abel slowly stood to his full height again. "Yeah well, can't go lettin' you think I ain't a gentleman." He commented as he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket.

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It was darker than earlier in the evening… So dark that to the human eye it would be a struggle at first to see him. Though Abel’s wolf form was massive even for what he was, his fur was svelte black. Though his eyes glowed vivid golden like the others, the stripe of black heterochromia in his left eye marked across it and interrupted the gleam. The large wolf was trotting along the streets, the same beat he owned before put on desk duty. The only time he was purely visible was when the large wolf slowed to a stop beneath a street lamp, large head turning in the direction of a noise. Wary and curious, he gave an open throated growling sound toward who he found.

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It was darker than earlier in the evening… So dark that to the human eye it would be a struggle at first to see him. Though Abel’s wolf form was massive even for what he was, his fur was svelte black. Though his eyes glowed vivid golden like the others, the stripe of black heterochromia in his left eye marked across it and interrupted the gleam. The large wolf was trotting along the streets, the same beat he owned before put on desk duty. The only time he was purely visible was when the large wolf slowed to a stop beneath a street lamp, large head turning in the direction of a noise. Wary and curious, he gave an open throated growling sound toward who he found.

Alex usually wasn’t on her own the nights of a full moon when she finished with work. As a human she either didn’t work full moons and stayed in the safety of her home, or found another supernatural escort to spend her evening with. But tonight she hadn’t had the luck of either when she had slipped out of Desires at the end of her shift. Instead she hurried along the streets on her own, listening closely and eyes trying to take in all her surroundings as she headed for her place. Wolfs didn’t usually roam the streets, right? She liked to think they all took the advantage of being able to go out and run. But just as that thought ran through her mind, she heard the sound of growling and saw the wolf beneath the street lamp down the street. Right in her path of getting home. “Fuck…” She muttered, stepping back slowly, her eyes not leaving the wolf. She was afraid to even reach into her purse for something to protect her. Worried that even the slightest movement would cause the wolf to attack. Instead she took another slow step back. Maybe she could make it back to Desire’s? She wasn’t sure she had another option. 

>It was likely a mistake for the beautiful dancer to express her fear. The moment her eyes widened and she took a step backward, the wolf took a slow step forward. It's jaw dropped a bit in interest as its ears swivelled and pointed forward. Tail lifting, he was stock still for several seconds as his head tilted and he watched her. Fully aware of each shift backward. It wasn't until he caught her scent on the wind, however, that he reacted.   The wolf knew the moment he caught her scent that he knew her before he necessarily knew who she was. A sharp, more high pitched bark of a sound than anything else he'd made in front of her as he leapt into action.

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June entered the Saloon and sighed, ready for a drink after a long day of errands. She ran her hands through her blonde hair, making sure it wasn't sticking up at all different angles before walking straight to the bar. The place was packed, and she struggled to get through the crowd, muttering excuse me's along the way.

She stopped when she got there and gave the person next to her a smile. She raised her arm a few times, trying to catch the bartender as he walked the other direction. "Is there a trick to this that I'm missing?" She joked with the person beside her.

Location: Foodies & Co

@covairecitystarters

June entered the Saloon and sighed, ready for a drink after a long day of errands. She ran her hands through her blonde hair, making sure it wasn’t sticking up at all different angles before walking straight to the bar. The place was packed, and she struggled to get through the crowd, muttering excuse me’s along the way.

She stopped when she got there and gave the person next to her a smile. She raised her arm a few times, trying to catch the bartender as he walked the other direction. “Is there a trick to this that I’m missing?” She joked with the person beside her.

The night was warm, and the sound of wolves howling echoed through the city. Bryce always took both the night after and the night of the full moon off from work. It was the only time the pack seemed to come together and it was only for one night each month. The wolf was happy to be out and about tonight, enjoying the weather and the camaraderie of a full moon. 

He broke off from the pack to hunt, straying a little closer to the city. The wolf was hungry for something to eat and his nose lead him to a possible meal. He stopped in his tracks when he heard a noise, unsure if it was a meal or someone else. The all black wolf sat up straight, his pointy ears going back as he bared his teeth in a silent snarl.