The Shifter Mutts

Artemis heard the smack, and she HAD to go check it out. So, she followed her love’s voice, and found her with a man tied up. She heard the line, and said with a giddy smile, “Love! You found him? Wonderful!” with all of her 5′3″ chubby frame. Her green eyes beamed, and her teeth seemed to sharpen in a flash of light. “What are you, or we, going to do to him next?”

Snow jumped when she heard her come in. She smiled, “I did and I haven’t thought of what to do yet any ideas?” She asked smiling happily.

Oh, she had ideas. “Well, dear, we could do him like he did your dad, poetic irony and all that.” She thought as she circled him, he was big but he would make lovely noises. “We could always slowly peel him, but that requires a tarp. Or, we could give him many cuts and let him bleed out slowly.” She was a bit of an evil genius of pain. “Nothing too quick, he needs to know he is going to die. If you want to kill him. If so, that is another kettle of fish.”

Snow smiled, “Killing him like he killed my dad is just way to fast. He deserves to suffer like I had to suffer all these years without my father.” Snow walked over to Artemis and kissed her. “He is definitely going to die. A slow most painful way possible.” She went up to the guy a smacked his cheek playfully with a wicked smile on her face. He whimpered trying to get away but it was futile.

After the kiss, she smiled, “Well, I have a tarp somewhere, and we can totally slowly peel him. Or, if you want, we can cut and let him heal, and then repeat. Should take a whole until he’s begging for death.” She liked watching Snow having fun.

“How about we put it down and then move him to the tarp. It doesn’t matter if he gets bruised.” Snow said pulling her hair up. “Do we still have those medical garbs to protect our clothes?” She made sure to take off her shoes an roll up her pants.

“You have a good point, love,” she says as she takes off her own shoes and rolls up her pants. “We do, I’ll go get them, and you can tip him over.” She walked out of the room, and found the garb in a closet, pulling out the two sets and bringing them back. She comes back to a tipped chair and hands one set to Snow.

“Of course.” She winked at Artemis. Snow tipped him over with pleasure as he groaned in pain. “Oh this is going to be fun.” She smirked circling him.

She smiled, "Let's tip him over, and we can start with the peeling. Where do you want to start on him?" She was thinking maybe the chest, or the groin, or the butt. Something painful. Probably torso.

Artemis heard the smack, and she HAD to go check it out. So, she followed her love’s voice, and found her with a man tied up. She heard the line, and said with a giddy smile, “Love! You found him? Wonderful!” with all of her 5′3″ chubby frame. Her green eyes beamed, and her teeth seemed to sharpen in a flash of light. “What are you, or we, going to do to him next?”

Snow jumped when she heard her come in. She smiled, “I did and I haven’t thought of what to do yet any ideas?” She asked smiling happily.

Oh, she had ideas. “Well, dear, we could do him like he did your dad, poetic irony and all that.” She thought as she circled him, he was big but he would make lovely noises. “We could always slowly peel him, but that requires a tarp. Or, we could give him many cuts and let him bleed out slowly.” She was a bit of an evil genius of pain. “Nothing too quick, he needs to know he is going to die. If you want to kill him. If so, that is another kettle of fish.”

Snow smiled, “Killing him like he killed my dad is just way to fast. He deserves to suffer like I had to suffer all these years without my father.” Snow walked over to Artemis and kissed her. “He is definitely going to die. A slow most painful way possible.” She went up to the guy a smacked his cheek playfully with a wicked smile on her face. He whimpered trying to get away but it was futile.

After the kiss, she smiled, “Well, I have a tarp somewhere, and we can totally slowly peel him. Or, if you want, we can cut and let him heal, and then repeat. Should take a whole until he’s begging for death.” She liked watching Snow having fun.

“How about we put it down and then move him to the tarp. It doesn’t matter if he gets bruised.” Snow said pulling her hair up. “Do we still have those medical garbs to protect our clothes?” She made sure to take off her shoes an roll up her pants.

“You have a good point, love,” she says as she takes off her own shoes and rolls up her pants. “We do, I’ll go get them, and you can tip him over.” She walked out of the room, and found the garb in a closet, pulling out the two sets and bringing them back. She comes back to a tipped chair and hands one set to Snow.

Artemis heard the smack, and she HAD to go check it out. So, she followed her love’s voice, and found her with a man tied up. She heard the line, and said with a giddy smile, “Love! You found him? Wonderful!” with all of her 5′3″ chubby frame. Her green eyes beamed, and her teeth seemed to sharpen in a flash of light. “What are you, or we, going to do to him next?”

Snow jumped when she heard her come in. She smiled, “I did and I haven’t thought of what to do yet any ideas?” She asked smiling happily.

Oh, she had ideas. “Well, dear, we could do him like he did your dad, poetic irony and all that.” She thought as she circled him, he was big but he would make lovely noises. “We could always slowly peel him, but that requires a tarp. Or, we could give him many cuts and let him bleed out slowly.” She was a bit of an evil genius of pain. “Nothing too quick, he needs to know he is going to die. If you want to kill him. If so, that is another kettle of fish.”

Snow smiled, “Killing him like he killed my dad is just way to fast. He deserves to suffer like I had to suffer all these years without my father.” Snow walked over to Artemis and kissed her. “He is definitely going to die. A slow most painful way possible.” She went up to the guy a smacked his cheek playfully with a wicked smile on her face. He whimpered trying to get away but it was futile.

After the kiss, she smiled, “Well, I have a tarp somewhere, and we can totally slowly peel him. Or, if you want, we can cut and let him heal, and then repeat. Should take a whole until he’s begging for death.” She liked watching Snow having fun.

Artemis heard the smack, and she HAD to go check it out. So, she followed her love’s voice, and found her with a man tied up. She heard the line, and said with a giddy smile, “Love! You found him? Wonderful!” with all of her 5′3″ chubby frame. Her green eyes beamed, and her teeth seemed to sharpen in a flash of light. “What are you, or we, going to do to him next?”

Snow jumped when she heard her come in. She smiled, “I did and I haven’t thought of what to do yet any ideas?” She asked smiling happily.

Oh, she had ideas. “Well, dear, we could do him like he did your dad, poetic irony and all that.” She thought as she circled him, he was big but he would make lovely noises. “We could always slowly peel him, but that requires a tarp. Or, we could give him many cuts and let him bleed out slowly.” She was a bit of an evil genius of pain. “Nothing too quick, he needs to know he is going to die. If you want to kill him. If so, that is another kettle of fish.”

Snow smiled, “Killing him like he killed my dad is just way to fast. He deserves to suffer like I had to suffer all these years without my father.” Snow walked over to Artemis and kissed her. “He is definitely going to die. A slow most painful way possible.” She went up to the guy a smacked his cheek playfully with a wicked smile on her face. He whimpered trying to get away but it was futile.

After the kiss, she smiled, "Well, I have a tarp somewhere, and we can totally slowly peel him. Or, if you want, we can cut and let him heal, and then repeat. Should take a whole until he's begging for death." She liked watching Snow having fun.

Artemis heard the smack, and she HAD to go check it out. So, she followed her love’s voice, and found her with a man tied up. She heard the line, and said with a giddy smile, “Love! You found him? Wonderful!” with all of her 5′3″ chubby frame. Her green eyes beamed, and her teeth seemed to sharpen in a flash of light. “What are you, or we, going to do to him next?”

Snow jumped when she heard her come in. She smiled, “I did and I haven’t thought of what to do yet any ideas?” She asked smiling happily.

Oh, she had ideas. “Well, dear, we could do him like he did your dad, poetic irony and all that.” She thought as she circled him, he was big but he would make lovely noises. “We could always slowly peel him, but that requires a tarp. Or, we could give him many cuts and let him bleed out slowly.” She was a bit of an evil genius of pain. “Nothing too quick, he needs to know he is going to die. If you want to kill him. If so, that is another kettle of fish.”

Nora and Fiona

“Nope, I have no plans today. And if you don’t mind me saying it’s nice to interact with someone who isn’t a classmate.” she smiled happy to have a new friend.

“It is nice to know someone in the city so quickly,” she replies. “So, what is the city like? All I know is that it is wet, and girls with umbrellas might show up to save you from the cold rain.”

Nora and Fiona

Nora and Fiona

“Many thanks,” she said as she picked up the mug and drank of the sweet tea. “It is delicious.” She sat down at the table, the cold leaving her body finally, and she watched Nora looking for whatever it was that she was looking for.

“honestly that’s my favorite way but I get scolded when I use all the sugar and have to ask for more when my friend and I go to tea gardens. He won’t let me sure more than 2 cubes a cup now, sooo I just got used to drinking it without.” she sipped her green tea. “You don’t have anywhere to be tonight do you?” Nora asked as she glanced at her gaudy chic lotus wall clock it’s butterfly hands resting at 3:15pm

She laughed a bit at that, smiling. “I am lucky I never had to do that.” When she was asked, she looked thoughtful. “Nothing that I am aware of. Mostly, today was for trying to figure out some of the town, and relax after moving here. Why do you ask?” She was very curious, and part of her wondered about if she could have even said that her other thought was to find other shifters in the area, if there were any. She thought not, to being able to say that yet.

Nora and Fiona

“Many thanks,” she said as she picked up the mug and drank of the sweet tea. “It is delicious.” She sat down at the table, the cold leaving her body finally, and she watched Nora looking for whatever it was that she was looking for.

Nora and Fiona

"Many thanks," she said as she picked up the mug and drank of the sweet tea. "It is delicious." She sat down at the table, the cold leaving her body finally, and she watched Nora looking for whatever it was that she was looking for.

Nora and Fiona

She smiled, “Wanted to go on a bit of an adventure. I grew up somewhere with great warm temperatures all the time, and there was a job for a librarian here. So, here I am, freezing to death in a rainstorm.” She said it with humor at the end.

“Oh it’s not that cold” Nora said, then remembered she usually produced enough heat to steam up cars minutes after she got in. “Well we’re just about here” She announces as they approached an apartment complex.

She looked at her, “Some of us are cold-blooded.” Fiona had found that most humans assumed she was being ironic, not literal. “That’s nice. I can’t wait to be warm.”

“Hope your not scared of heights, I live at the top,” she joked as the walked into the lobby doors of the 4 story building.

She smiled back, “Rarely if ever and even not then.” She had experience with heights, due to a past girlfriend who was a minor noble, and thus a golden eagle, and who liked to fly with her in their animal forms. “Nice building.”

They walked over to the stairwell, Nora swiped her entry card gaining access to the residences, “It’s not much but it’s home” she responded almost melancholy.

She looked at her, “Home is important, even if it’s not always what you want it to be. I am sure your’s is wonderful.” She was intrigued to see what this Nora’s home looked like. She expected pink.

Fiona looked around the room, took it all in, and felt that it perfectly fit the girl who loved there: pink and messy. “It looks lovely. Thanks for letting me come with you.” She did like it, and it made her feel like she was likely home.

“Let me make you some tea,” Nora said as she threw her school bag on the ground and hung her keys on their hook. “Do you want green tea or hibiscus?” She prompted as she as she headed toward the small kitchenette on the right.

She thought, “If those are the options, hibiscus with like three sugars.” She liked her tea very sweet, as a counterpoint to how salty she felt about so many things about this day. She sat down on the couch, after taking off her sopping wet coat and hanging it up to dry. “Anything I can do to help? Or any dry clothes that I could wear?”

“Be my guest the wardrobe behind the screen separates the living room and my bedroom, feel free to grab anything. In the bottom drawer are sweaters and lounge pants” Nora shouted as she filled the tea kettle with water.

"Thanks," she said as she walked into the other part, and found a sweater with hammers on it and pink lounge pants, and she pulled off her wet clothes, and on the dry ones. She walked back into the main room, feet faintly slapping, to a cup of tea.

Nora and Fiona

She smiled, “Wanted to go on a bit of an adventure. I grew up somewhere with great warm temperatures all the time, and there was a job for a librarian here. So, here I am, freezing to death in a rainstorm.” She said it with humor at the end.

“Oh it’s not that cold” Nora said, then remembered she usually produced enough heat to steam up cars minutes after she got in. “Well we’re just about here” She announces as they approached an apartment complex.

She looked at her, “Some of us are cold-blooded.” Fiona had found that most humans assumed she was being ironic, not literal. “That’s nice. I can’t wait to be warm.”

“Hope your not scared of heights, I live at the top,” she joked as the walked into the lobby doors of the 4 story building.

She smiled back, “Rarely if ever and even not then.” She had experience with heights, due to a past girlfriend who was a minor noble, and thus a golden eagle, and who liked to fly with her in their animal forms. “Nice building.”

They walked over to the stairwell, Nora swiped her entry card gaining access to the residences, “It’s not much but it’s home” she responded almost melancholy.

She looked at her, “Home is important, even if it’s not always what you want it to be. I am sure your’s is wonderful.” She was intrigued to see what this Nora’s home looked like. She expected pink.

Fiona looked around the room, took it all in, and felt that it perfectly fit the girl who loved there: pink and messy. “It looks lovely. Thanks for letting me come with you.” She did like it, and it made her feel like she was likely home.

“Let me make you some tea,” Nora said as she threw her school bag on the ground and hung her keys on their hook. “Do you want green tea or hibiscus?” She prompted as she as she headed toward the small kitchenette on the right.

She thought, “If those are the options, hibiscus with like three sugars.” She liked her tea very sweet, as a counterpoint to how salty she felt about so many things about this day. She sat down on the couch, after taking off her sopping wet coat and hanging it up to dry. “Anything I can do to help? Or any dry clothes that I could wear?”

Nora and Fiona

She smiled, “Wanted to go on a bit of an adventure. I grew up somewhere with great warm temperatures all the time, and there was a job for a librarian here. So, here I am, freezing to death in a rainstorm.” She said it with humor at the end.

“Oh it’s not that cold” Nora said, then remembered she usually produced enough heat to steam up cars minutes after she got in. “Well we’re just about here” She announces as they approached an apartment complex.

She looked at her, “Some of us are cold-blooded.” Fiona had found that most humans assumed she was being ironic, not literal. “That’s nice. I can’t wait to be warm.”

“Hope your not scared of heights, I live at the top,” she joked as the walked into the lobby doors of the 4 story building.

She smiled back, “Rarely if ever and even not then.” She had experience with heights, due to a past girlfriend who was a minor noble, and thus a golden eagle, and who liked to fly with her in their animal forms. “Nice building.”

They walked over to the stairwell, Nora swiped her entry card gaining access to the residences, “It’s not much but it’s home” she responded almost melancholy.

She looked at her, “Home is important, even if it’s not always what you want it to be. I am sure your’s is wonderful.” She was intrigued to see what this Nora’s home looked like. She expected pink.

Fiona looked around the room, took it all in, and felt that it perfectly fit the girl who loved there: pink and messy. "It looks lovely. Thanks for letting me come with you." She did like it, and it made her feel like she was likely home.

Nora and Fiona

She smiled, “Wanted to go on a bit of an adventure. I grew up somewhere with great warm temperatures all the time, and there was a job for a librarian here. So, here I am, freezing to death in a rainstorm.” She said it with humor at the end.

“Oh it’s not that cold” Nora said, then remembered she usually produced enough heat to steam up cars minutes after she got in. “Well we’re just about here” She announces as they approached an apartment complex.

She looked at her, “Some of us are cold-blooded.” Fiona had found that most humans assumed she was being ironic, not literal. “That’s nice. I can’t wait to be warm.”

“Hope your not scared of heights, I live at the top,” she joked as the walked into the lobby doors of the 4 story building.

She smiled back, “Rarely if ever and even not then.” She had experience with heights, due to a past girlfriend who was a minor noble, and thus a golden eagle, and who liked to fly with her in their animal forms. “Nice building.”

They walked over to the stairwell, Nora swiped her entry card gaining access to the residences, “It’s not much but it’s home” she responded almost melancholy.

She looked at her, “Home is important, even if it’s not always what you want it to be. I am sure your’s is wonderful.” She was intrigued to see what this Nora’s home looked like. She expected pink.

Nora and Fiona

She smiled, “Wanted to go on a bit of an adventure. I grew up somewhere with great warm temperatures all the time, and there was a job for a librarian here. So, here I am, freezing to death in a rainstorm.” She said it with humor at the end.

“Oh it’s not that cold” Nora said, then remembered she usually produced enough heat to steam up cars minutes after she got in. “Well we’re just about here” She announces as they approached an apartment complex.

She looked at her, “Some of us are cold-blooded.” Fiona had found that most humans assumed she was being ironic, not literal. “That’s nice. I can’t wait to be warm.”

“Hope your not scared of heights, I live at the top,” she joked as the walked into the lobby doors of the 4 story building.

She smiled back, “Rarely if ever and even not then.” She had experience with heights, due to a past girlfriend who was a minor noble, and thus a golden eagle, and who liked to fly with her in their animal forms. “Nice building.”

Nora and Fiona

She smiled, “Wanted to go on a bit of an adventure. I grew up somewhere with great warm temperatures all the time, and there was a job for a librarian here. So, here I am, freezing to death in a rainstorm.” She said it with humor at the end.

“Oh it’s not that cold” Nora said, then remembered she usually produced enough heat to steam up cars minutes after she got in. “Well we’re just about here” She announces as they approached an apartment complex.

She looked at her, "Some of us are cold-blooded." Fiona had found that most humans assumed she was being ironic, not literal. "That's nice. I can't wait to be warm."