nature's finest

It is that time again. Here is a Wolf Among Us meme for all of us to enjoy thanks to offabletown (though they deactivated).

You know the rules: send as many prompts as you get (it’s called rp karma!) If you see any members that seem to want more, send them one! The drabbles can be au or canon as you want and don’t be afraid to send to muses you’re not familiar with. Feel free to remove any that don’t fit your character (using the xkit extension).

winter is ending. jack knows it just as well as the calendar does, the days already ticking past when the first day of spring technically started. thankfully, nature doesn’t always listen to man and the calendar he made to understand her shifts and changes and snow still covers the earth in a fluffy white blanket. jack’s influence over the weather was minor, but where mother nature dumped the temperature and snow he danced across roads and sidewalks leaving icy patches and rather treacherous conditions. a mischievous streak made watching innocents slip and stumble all too amusing to him.

it’s inevitable that the first breath of winter and mother nature cross paths at some points in their never ending lives, though jack still freezes ( pun definitely intended ) when he hears his name. he doesn’t know exactly what he did to piss sohee off, but he hears the tone of her voice anyways.

“you’re allowed to be happy to see me, y’know,” he speaks to her loftily, unconcerned with the difference between their ages, their powers. “winter isn’t over just yet.”

it’s with childlike glee that he rests his fingertips against the cold wall of a building and lets lacy patterns of frost spread across the glass and stone and obscuring the view from the inside. he thinks that sohee might be more reactive if he had been playing around with a tree or with some poor stubborn flower, but there’s nothing so convenient nearby so he settles for just showing off the beauty of what he can do.

“thanks for another snow day, mama nature,” he grins at her, removing his hands and watching his work crawl to a slow stop. “i love long winters.”

she’s not happy to see him not even remotely so.

she’s not sure why but perhaps an embodiment of winter (whatever form it may be) made it easier for her to refocus her unbridled hatred of the season. she’s also given him the cold shoulder (ha!) but he’s never given her a reason not to in return.

he’s cocky, far too reckless with his powers and seem to be every version of winter that she hates. personified into one single being. so of course mother nature wasn’t kind to frost’s first touch. he was an asshole.

“it should be,” she responds flatly. she looks mostly out of place. she wears jeans and a sweater and a scarf just to keep up appearances. but compared to those around her she’s severely underdressed. of course weather doesn’t affect her like it does other fables and especially not in the way it affects mundies. she’s immune and being an all encompassing sprite, she’s immune to all forms of extreme weather. unlike jack, she knows, who is only immune to winters.

her eyes watch as the ice spiderwebs from the tips of his fingers, scaling up the building. it’s a look of horror, should anyone know how to read her expressions properly. “are you out of your mind?” she yells and immediately moves to counteract whatever damage he’s done. it only takes a flick of her wrist and the ice quickly melts off. she trains her fury onto him.

“that’s how building erode. you want that structure to crumble? do you want those mundies to die?” she should just finish him. it would be quick and easy, like snapping a toothpick. she glares unforgivingly. “i am not your mother.”

@twsohee

it was very well planned, either by appointment or perhaps a one and one conversation where dean was saying how he wanted to see most of the world. he has the money and time, but he’s very lazy. plus there was the purpose of local museums. so during their past conversation about maybe a week ago, dean begged politely for sohee to show him where she works, at a museum.

she told him about the exhibits verbally and now he’s quite curious. and once he gets curious, he never stops to look at things for himself. you could say it comes with being a dog as they’re known to be curious and amazed by things.

of course as mother nature she was naturally gifted with all the information. she passed any and every informational test they give out to tour guides to make sure they’re up to speed with information for any questions potentially thrown at them. sohee usually got first pick for any guiding tour. she was the very top guide.

it comes as no surprise when dean asks for her. in fact, most people at her job were used to sohee being asked for specifically for a one-on-one guide or to host a guide for a party. so when she sees dean, she smiles, and waves for him to follow her. even in his glamour, she can’t help but picture the small pup she knew. even if it had been ages since then.

“okay so i’m warning you right now: all the bones are fake. well, not all of them, but the ones outside of the glass cases usually are. no biting, okay?” she says sternly. the bones weren’t fully devoid of marrow, usually, so it would provide as a good chew toy. but they were dry and old. who knows if dean would like that or not.

his body craved coffee. 

probably to the point where he relied on the hot beverage a little more then he probably should. but it wasn’t like he couldn’t live without it, no, rather his body needed it to function properly. needed it to make sure he stayed awake through the day, or to keep him going when all he wanted to do was sleep. he always blames working the long night shifts for the slight deterioration of his health.

so naturally when his nose had caught a small wiff of the stuff he couldn’t help but find himself going straight to the source. 

when she tries to warn him that he wouldn’t like it, he smiles in reply fingers snatching the cup a little too quickly they he probably realised. taking in a big sniff his smile deepens and suddenly finds himself raising the cup to his lips and taking a big sip —  clearly against what she wanted. it takes a moment or too but after a while he finally speaks up. “its.. strong… but its damn good. best stuff i’ve tasted in a while.” and he wasnt just saying that. 

she watches him take a drink with a pained expression. he takes a big swig and sohee already expects the worst: the spitting out, the hacking, the jumping around and trying (and failing) to get the taste out of their mouth. she’s dealt with it all before. she knows it’s coming. now she just waits.

he’s still and sohee feels as if he’s drunk too much of the coffee and perhaps he was going to throw up. she scrunches her nose in waiting. his reaction is concerning. but then--

“what?”

disbelief. never had she had anyone tell her it was good much less be able to tolerate it. he looked as if the coffee revitalised him. ....how? she narrowed her arms, crossing her arms together.

people come and go. jisoo learnt such concept since the moment she exited out of her own fairytale. reminiscing her lost companions, the female never recalls faces anymore. names prickle down her hearing, each one trying to become important enough to stay. yet, they never do and the female ends up trying to remember medicine whose names become longer and difficult to spell. but, within the scientific names whose latin pronouncement taunted her, they were figures who penetrated the air she guarded with walls. one of them was mother nature herself stumbling upon earth, her graces never leaving her. which, to jisoo, it was an impressive, important feat.

she shoves her hands into the pockets of the coat that doesn’t cover her enough. her feet trailing inside central park where the atmosphere seems to be crying to the lonesome night. her thoughts wander as to why once her gaze turns to encounter sohee’s. there’s almost a calm within the zone she sat in, there goes the answer to her question.

jisoo slouches down beside the other, her ears perking up once hearing the other speak. there’s a hum in response, an understanding towards her. unlike her who could roam in the mundy world without any attachment, the other female was doomed to be responsible of it. but, there’s a part emotionally attached jisoo is and it’s the stars whose shine were lost within the clouds of smokes.

“that’s rather sad than interesting. but, at the end, aren’t you not going to destroy all the mundy?” it was a simple question, her tone remaining monochrome as she inquired. “because if so, you should take the chance to. at the end, you are still following his order.” there’s mockery brushing against her tongue, a smile slipping to her features.

the dark fairy next to her had been an unlikely companion. it’s a general assumption that villains don’t deserve redemption but jisoo seemed different. reserved, past her ways of evil from her time in the homelands. not like sohee would know (the spirit didn’t know everything about a person despite her powers).

she’s appreciative of the companionship.

she tosses a look over at the other. it wasn’t as if she’s had disdain for mundies. after all, they were only living. their own advancements would end up being their downfall. humans, from her experience, have the hunkering to grow. not in the sense of moralities (of course not). but in the sense that they want to be more advanced in the ways of conquering. to be the best for possibly all the wrong reasons.

humans craved power. usually they didn’t care who it destroyed. they just wanted to be on top.

so of course they never cared if the environment suffered. they never cared for who it would effect. had someone rich ever cared for the poor going hungry? no, they only care about the poor having to be supported on a system that doesn’t even support them properly. humans were selfish.

“eradicating humans would be a favour done for many,” sohee comments with a grunt. “depressing as it may be, humans are a plague. i wonder what their tall buildings and flying machines will do for them for the next coming ice age.” of course the ice age felt like a blink away to sohee, an immortal that was long since used to the passing millennia. for humans it was generations away, something to not worry about until it was too late. it was almost laughable. they couldn’t reverse the ice age. 

It’s The Wolf’s first drabble meme! You can all thank our Momo ( @twxmomo ) for the lovely submission! We compiled a list of several different prompts to give the drabble meme som variation. You know the rules: send as many prompts as you get (it’s called rp karma!) If you see any members that seem to want more, send them one! The drabbles can be au or canon as you want and don’t be afraid to send to muses you’re not familiar with.

Feel free to edit whichever drabbles you’re comfortable with writing (by using the xkit extension):

If someone were ever told that the holidays were unusual, they’d surely picture a tense thanksgiving or a hectic christmas but no one would picture Valentine’s day. But it was unusual this year for Hyosung. For one, she never needed purchased any type of potions, she never even needed glamour and she considered herself quite good at getting what she wanted. Another unusual thing was getting six vials of sexual attraction potion, the strong kind-it wasn’t as if she ever needed it. Unless someone was immune to her powers of attraction, she didn’t need some silly potions to get them into bed with her (though, women did tend to be just a bit harder given that not every woman had an interest in women). However, for the sake of trying it out and seeing if there was actually something she’d been missing out on, she got the potions.

As it usually goes, finding a target didn’t take too long for her. One glance into a small local cafe gave her the perfect woman to go after. Hyosung knew immediately that this woman wasn’t “human” despite her appearance. What she also knew was that the other woman was perfect and definitely someone she wanted under her. Everything from her eyes to her cheeks, her long dark hair, her hands…Hyosung was mesmerized by her beauty. It was a couple of days mission to figure out if the other woman frequented the cafe but once she learned that the other did, in fact, frequent the cafe, she wanted to put a plan in motion.

the looked incredibly stupid afterwards.

now, sohee wasn’t a mind reader -- sadly telepathy wasn’t one of the powers she had as mother nature -- but she can sense things about people. typically it’s surface things like if they’re a fable or a mundy. aside from that, she can usually detect what species they are. for mundies, it was easy for her to pick up their intentions. it’s saved her many times from lecherous mundy men. being mother nature had its perks, she had to admit.

but never had she encountered a demon. much a less a demon who obviously had alternative motives.

it was amusing to look at the other with her saccharine sweet smile. innocence was what was trying to be conveyed yet sohee could already feel a questioning look form on her face. a demon -- no a succubus acting kindly? perhaps this was her work establishment (which sohee highly doubted somehow) and she had to put up the façade.

but when the myth moved her attention to the drink, she could only deadpan. “a demon spiked my drink with sex potion.” she looked up at the other with a look of dismay and judgement. “if you were going to try something like this, maybe you should pick a less powerful target.” she pushes the cup away from her with a single finger. having it near her would do no harm but she wanted to make a show of her refusal.