#dolart

First Meeting

The moon is red.

You are being hunted.

+++stress

A figure steps out from behind a corner, it’s a man.. Wolfboy, with light hair and green eyes.

He wears a faded red shirt, hunters jacket littered with grease stains, and regular jeans.

You feel uncertainty about him. +stress?

He stares at you. His green eyes sparkling mischievously.

Whatever’s hunting you gets closer.

“You look terrible.” He commented.

(Defiant) “What are you doing skulking around? You scared me.”

(Submissive) “Why are you here? I was scared..”

(Neutral) “You surprised me.”

He gave a small chuckle, “I can see that.”

The stranger extended his gloved hand, “Need help?”

(1) Take his offer

He smirks, his fangs glinting in the moonlight. +stress

He carries you on his back, moving swiftly. You see his tail wag, flowing behind him.

Shapes illuminated by red pass by as you’re carried through the shadows.

The early paint of light begins to peek through the sky. +hope

You’re set down to face your ‘savior’. He looks back at you with a tired gaze.

“I usually don’t do this for free, but your cute so I’ll make an exception. Come find me by the pub.” He gives a small salute.

You ask how you’ll know who he is.

“My name is Raelin. I’ll be around.” It’s nice to finally have a name to go with the face of the rugged wolfboy.