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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 28, 2009 22:41:53 GMT -5
Taylor laughed lightly as he watched the snow swirl around outside. The flakes sped past the windows, flying off to the side in the wind that followed the trucks path. "No, definitely not. Archer's big, just not big enough to be a werewolf. You'd know one if you saw one..." he explained with an amused grin.
Taylor couldn't help but ponder her question, looking deeper and past the simple request. Had she never seen a werewolf? Probably not based on the question. She would though, he'd make sure of it. The thought swayed from his mind as he looked over at the brunet, and Archer with his head tilted to the side as Taylor looked over.
There wasn't really a silence between the two, but it seemed that their conversation wasn't really going anywhere. At least in his oppinion... "So, how fast do you like to go?" [/color] Taylor asked, putting emphasis on the fast, which was the word she had used earlier. He couldn't help the twitch in his grin which widened his smile as he thought about how Trix would interpret his question. She could look at it as how it was meant, or see the suddle hint he was dropping as his gaze tore from hers and to his rear-view mirror. [/size][/center] Words: 211 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes:
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 29, 2009 9:26:31 GMT -5
Trixie smiled to herself slightly, looking out the window. Was he really hinting the same thing? Probably not. He was probably just wondering if he should risk a speeding ticket because she liked to go FAST. She might as well try though, just to see... I like to go Bobby Ryan fast! How bout you? She asked, realizing he would only get that joke if he's seen Talledaga Nights, but really, who hasn't? She wondered if he thought it was pathetic she had never seen a werewolf in wolf state before. Oh crap, I morph into a cougar... Do all dogs chase all cats? she wondered, turning to look at Taylor and wondering if he would ever try to chase her.
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Dec 29, 2009 11:42:54 GMT -5
Bobby Ryan? Who was that? Someone at the school? Taylor didn't know, but he dropped the thought as soon as it had come. It didn't really matter now that he thought of it, for it was probably just a joke anyway. "I'll take that as fast?" he half replied half questioned with a sort of lost expression. He probably looked and sounded like an idiot, but what was he gonna do? He obviously didn't get it, but he was trying to play along for whatever reason.
They finally reached Taylors little cottage or whatever you wanted to call it, as he pulled up in the driveway while inches of snow crunched beneath the tires of the truck. He cut the engine, and opened up his door as Archer was not far behind him. He casually shut the drivers side door as he looked over the forest area and fields that lay behind the house, and his eyes finally wandered to the shack not far off in the distance. It was old looking, and it surely needed to be fixed up, but Taylor just hadn't found the time recently. Anyways, that was where the snowmobiles, quads, and many other things were kept.
Taylors hands wandered to his pockets as he snapped out of his daze and looked over at Archer, who was rolling around in the snow care freely. The dog was still a puppy, being a year or so old so Taylor figured the dog might as well enjoy what he could while he could. Weather that meant rolling around in the snow like a mental or not, Taylor didn't really care...
His gaze wandered to the cottage as he was suddenly snapped back to reality. The house was small, just being something to go to over the weekends anyway. No need for a ridiculously huge house for just a small get away in his opinion. Taylor preferred to save his money, and simply spend it on things worth more for his while. Sure, most this little place was thanks to his overloaded parents in Alaska, but his parents gave him nothing else. They believed that Taylor should learn how to earn his own money and become wealthy, not have it handed to him like most of the kids at the academy.
Archer had stopped rolling around in the snow, and had been looking at Taylor with his head cocked the side as the boy thought silently into space. After a moment, he barked, shaking Taylor from his thoughts as he watched Archer blast off through the snow, and growl at an approaching figure that stood in the forest, leaning against a tree... Words: 440 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes:
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Dec 30, 2009 22:22:48 GMT -5
Trix stepped out of his car, taking a deep breath of fresh air. She looked across at the treeline and beautiful scenarie. That was one of her favourite natures, pine trees layered upon by blankets of snow. Her gaze scanned across to his little cottage, and smiled. She pulled the sleeves of her gray sweatshirt over he hands, and crossed her arms across her chest. It was a beat up little shack, and she could tell it needed a lot of work. You know, if you ever need some help withthat, I'd be glad to come over an lend a hand... She offered softly, but realized he probably didn't hear her because he seemed pretty preoccupied by Archer. She sighed, lost in thought. She was awoken from her daydreaming when Archer barked at something behind her. She turned around, and noticed a figure standing in the trees. She knew it might be someone Taylor knew, but she wasn't one to take chances, and the way Archer had barked at it made it seem shady. Plus she had met some pretty creepy vampires, and you never know which ones are the good ones. She stepped back so she stood next to Taylor.
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Jan 2, 2010 15:45:52 GMT -5
A low growl escaped Archers throat as he froze, as if trying to get a better look at the figure. Not soon after he let out another series of barks followed by some low, almost unable to be heard growls. Archer was the protective but at the same time friendly type , so it was sometimes hard to tell if he was barking at a familiar face or what. The dog seemed to be rather hostile toward the figure, so Taylor figured it wasn't someone he knew, or at least the dog couldn't tell from this distance. For all Taylor knew, it was probably Spinner just fooling around and prowling in the forest as usual, but he really had no idea.
The thought slipped from his mind as the figure turned around, and disappeared back into the forest silently, followed by Archer sitting down with cocked head. That was odd, Taylor had to admit, but he wasn't going to give it much more thought. He then remembered Trixie's offer to fix up the shack that lay a few yards or so away from the cabin, and smiled. "I might have to take you up on that," [/color] he replied with a light hearted wink. Then with a slight sigh, Taylor started toward the beat up shack casually. If they were going to snowmobile, they needed snowmobiles right? At least he had some, but they sometimes were a bit temperamental in his opinion. Taylor didn't prefer to have to mess around with them all day, but today seemed like that kind of day to do so, and he was kinda up for it to tell you the truth. Once he reached the shack, he slipped his hand into a small hole under the wood of the shack, and pulled out a key. He then numbly unlocked the door and slid open the barn looking doors with not much more than a gentle push. A drafty, stale smell met his nostrils as three snowmobiles, two quads, and a dirt bike sat untouched for the past few months. He looked back at Trixie, to make sure she had followed, and the stepped up and into the shack and over toward the snowmobiles. He studied them for a moment, and then turned back, waiting for Trixie to join him. She might as well pick out which one she wanted to use, just because he didn't really feel like picking one out for her in ret respect, and he didn't expect her to want to ride one with him. "Alright then, just hop on whichever one you wanna use and go,"[/color] he instructed her as he seeked out a large wooden board which he slanted down from the small height difference in the shack from the ground. That way the tips of the snowmobiles skis wouldn't get stuck, and it would easily glide into the snow. He then grabbed one of the many helmets that hung on a rack in the far right corner, and hopped on one of the snowmobiles. It was black, nothing too flashy, just simple. Without hesitation he clipped on his helmet and turned the key so that the snowmobile roared to life. Waiting a moment for it to warm up, he check all of the setting to make sure he had enough gas and etc. and was not soon after out and onto the snow. He drove not too far off, waiting for Trixie, curious to see which snowmobile she would choose, somewhat hoping she would get on his with him. Somehow he doubted this though, so just waited patiently with a shrug. [/size][/center] Words: 600 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: Sorry this took so long.I was up at my town house all week snowboarding and there's no Internet connection up there. lol.
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Jan 5, 2010 20:44:50 GMT -5
Trixie felt slightly embarrassed that she had overreacted so much. She didn't want him to think he was scared of someone standing in the woods. She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck under her thick black hair. She was glad for the distraction when he mentioned what she had said earlier, and she smiled. At least she knew he wouldn't mind seeing her again.
Trixie followed him to the little shack, coughing once or twice when she met with the dusty air. She stared at the rows of vehicles in shock. Was he really this rich? Or did he just know how to use his money? She followed him to the rack of helmets, instinctively grabbing a navy blue one and strapping it over her head. She watched as he got on a snowmobile and left, an unsure expression on her face. She made her way slowly to the two snowmobiles, picking the bigger and stronger one that she guessed would be the least likely to flip over. She mounted herself onto it, placing her hands on the handles. She widened her eyes, staring at all the controls and things she could break. It wasn't her fault she was overly clumsy, she just got into the wrong place at the wrong time. Always. She imagined herself crashing into a tree or bush, or flipping the entire thing over on herself... EEK. She made up her mind and stepped off the menacing machine, stuffing her hands in her pockets and walking to the shack door. She opened it and stepped outside, the cold wind greeting her and leaving the musty shack behind. She would've been cold, but she had her grey Uggs to keep her warm. She saw Taylor on his snowmobile somewhat ahead of her, and she picked up her pace until she was a few yards away. I couldn't do it. She shouted as she approached him, soon arriving at the side of the mobile. All I could think about was landing in the snow, THAT on top of me. She said with a laugh as she pointed to it with her elbow. I hope you don't mind if I join you... She looked up at him with wondering eyes before she climbed onto it behind him. She took a deep breath before she wrapped her arms around his waste, not being able to resist pressing up against his back.
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Jan 6, 2010 19:45:41 GMT -5
Taylor looked up and down Trixie as she approached him without a snowmobile, but he was somewhat not surprised and happy you could say. He couldn't help the light hearted laugh that escaped him as she announced, "she couldn't do it," and how she imagined the snowmobile flipping over and on top of her. He couldn't help but think this was cute, and he surely didn't mind taking her with him instead.
Taylor's smile widened as she announced she was joining him, and climbed on behind him, wrapping her arms around him. He raised and intrigued eyebrow, turning back for a slight glance at her as she pressed up against him. "Make yourself comfortable," [/color] he joked with a small chuckle at his bad humor. Not that it bothered him, no, not at all, he surely liked it, he just wasn't really expecting it from someone like her. Someone that seemed so quiet and your average little good girl. Who was he kidding, all girls flirted! And why should he be questioning it and not enjoying it. Beat him! "Alright, fine by me. But don't be so surprised if we both end up with a snowmobile on top of us,"[/color] he joked with a wink, jokingly trying to imply that he was going to flip it or was a bad driver. Sure, he might try to be a jerk and toy around with it and do a wheelie or two to freak her out, but he wasn't going to flip it. Not with the chance with having to pay for new parts like his last little incident. With a shake of his head, Taylor cleared his thoughts, and pulled back n the gas bar, sending the snowmobile at a swift pace of 45 miles down toward the forest. He hoped silently that this was a good speed for her, because much slower wouldn't get them very far for long. As they reached the ridge of the forest, Taylor couldn't help but feel uneasy as his eyes searched through its interior for some sort of figure. Of course he couldn't see one, but an eerie feeling prickled up his spine as he noticed tracks start and then disappear about a few feet into the forest. He shook the thought off, continuing down the rim a few yards or so until they reached one of MANY trails. With a quick turn they were soon on their way down a rather straight path, not too jerky or anything, just something simple. "So, what'r you up for?"[/color] he asked as he slowed the vehicle down once they reached a fork in the path. One way he knew led to a more fun trail with lots of jump sort things they could go off and things like that, and the other deeper into the forest where they could go whatever pace they wanted. "Speed, or something more adrenalin pumping?"[/color] he added, so she knew really what he was talking about. Taylor sat quietly, searching the rows of thousands, millions of tree's as he waited for her reply. He could definitely smell something, but it wasn't exactly registering with him. What was this? Had he not seen whatever it was in so long that he didn't recognize it? Or had he never come in contact with it period?[/size][/center] Words: 546 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: Do you want the thing that he can sense be evil or someone he knows? Or just like someone from the school or what?
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Jan 11, 2010 15:57:24 GMT -5
OOC: Evil. hehe. btw i hopte u dont mind if this post is shortish cuz im not feelin so hot and i cant think of anything @ the moment... lol Trixie blushed at his comment, realizing he probably thought she was clingy and annoying. Yet she still couldn't bring herself to let go... Was it her fear of falling? Or perhaps something else...
Oh gosh, he wasn't a stunt devil or anything was he? She might have been off better on her own... She laughed in her mind at the thought and listened to his question. Um... Adrenaline please. That was wierd for her but adrenaline always felt good.
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Jan 13, 2010 15:35:14 GMT -5
Taylor smiled, laughing slightly as he nodded with a quickly reply. "Alright. Sounds good!" [/color] he replied, turning to the right as he pulled back on the gas handle. They soon were speeding down a straight pathway, and before you knew it they hit 80! The path went on for miles, and the wind in his hair felt cool and soft, but at the same time it whipped at him harshly. He slowed it down to 60, not wanting to freak the poor girl out that unluckily was on the same snowmobile as him. His eyes wandered as tree's sped by them crisply, and snow flew up from behind them and landed back more softly. Looking over to his left, he noticed large paw prints, and he felt himself tense. His hands slipped off the gas lever, as the snowmobile slowed to a stop. He sat still there, listening and looking as if his life depended on it. In some ways, it did if whoever, or whatever, was here was bad news. Coming to his senses, he hopped off the snowmobile, and walked casually over to the tracks. They were large, big for even a werewolf if that's even what it was. His mind swirled, as he thought of what to do. If he turned into a werewolf, he'd loose his clothes, so it'd not like he could give her instructions if things got bad, but he was seeing no other real option as he noticed a large wolf figure in the distance. He slowly back up, reaching she snowmobile where Trixie sat a few moments after. "Look, when I change, I can't turn back, so if things get bad, leave. It's easy to drive, kinda like a bike and a car mixed. Just got as fast as you can and don't look back.... Alright...?"[/color] he instructed, taking a step forward as the figure started moving closer... [/size][/center] Words: 315 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: Thats fine. Mine is too cuz that post on shopping just took ALOT out of me. lol. :3
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Jan 13, 2010 18:16:33 GMT -5
OOC: haha yea same Out of habit, Trixie squeezed his waist as he sped up. What was he going at? 70?! She looked over his shoulder at the little speed thingy. 80! No wonder she felt like the skin on her face was about to get ripped off...
Relief soon greeted her as she watched the speed drop down to 60. This was more of her kind of pace, not too fast that she might fall off, but not too slow so that she would become bored. She soon began to enjoy this, the wind blowing through her hair, the trees and snow and nature before her, her arms wrapped around Taylor's waste...
She felt the vehicle slow to a stop, and she couldn't help but be disappointed when she had to let go of him. She laughed at herself in her head, watching as he stepped off the snowmobile and walked towards some huge prints in the snow. Disappointment turned to curiosity, as she realized things were starting to become some what serious. She followed his gaze to where she saw a huge figure in the distance. It looked kind of like a wolf, but much bigger. Of course, she had never really seen a werewolf before, so this could be a normal size.
So if things get bad, leave... His words stayed in her head, and she wasn't able to keep them out. If things got bad? What did he mean by that? She scooted up to the front of the vehicle seat where she placed her shaking hands on the handlebars. She wasn't going to leave just yet though... She herself was a morphadite, and a panther and a wolf could stand a pretty good fight. Plus, she wasn't going to just leave, she kinda wanted to watch. She knew Taylor would probably be fine, but he might need help, and she didn't want to start driving this thing if she didn't need to.
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Jan 13, 2010 20:09:50 GMT -5
The figure slowly moved closer, sluggishly as if it had no worry in the world. It finally reached the edge of the trail, emerging itself in light. Yeah, it was a werewolf alright. And a rather big one is all do respect. It was about the size of a smaller car, a lighter brown color with burning hazel eyes. It stared at the two of them for a moment, and then it's lip slowly raised as it gaze moved from Taylor to Trixie. It gaze then moved back to Taylor, and its grown deepened, and turned into a snarl as it back fur raised slightly.
Taylor hesitated a moment, watching it gaze from him to Trixie, and he felt a grown rise in his throat by simply this fact alone. He knew what this werewolf was after, what it wanted... everything. He could read him like a book, and being able to do so he wished he wasn't able to do so. Without so much of a blink of an eye, Taylor felt his clothes rip as his figure changed to a slightly larger than the wold before them. His black pelt rose as he let out a deep, low growl.
His eyes stayed fixed on the werewolf as it started to circle around the right of them, and his growl turned more into a snarl. This other wolf though, didn't even glance at Taylor. His gaze was fixed on Trixie, his thought on thing Taylor would make him regret. Being a werewolf, they could read each other mind, just a wolf thing.
As the wolf continued to ignore Taylors warning, he followed his path a few feet off, circling the snowmobile, putting himself between the wolf and the brunet he had so foolishly brought down with him. This seemed to catch the wolf attention, having Taylor blocking his sight of Trixie probably being the main reason, causing the wolf to growl in response. Sadly, Taylor knew this wolf was use to getting what it wanted thanks to it's simple size, but Taylor being bigger he could tell the wolf was wisely thinking things over. He just hoped he wouldn't choose to take a chance and try to start an unnecessary fight... Words: 369 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes:
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Jan 14, 2010 22:37:46 GMT -5
Trixie watched in suspense, amazed at the size of the wolf. She guessed it was a werewolf, because it had distinctive eyes that almost looked humane. She suddenly realized the wolf was staring right at HER, and she widened her eyes at it. What did it want to do with her? She tried to tear away from the gaze of the wolf, but she couldn't seem to ignore the fact that she was what it was staring at...
It seemed like she had sat there for an hour until Taylor transformed into a huge wolf. She had to admit. WasP pretty cool, especially since she had never seen a werewolf before and she was getting the whole thing right infront of her. The two wolves were growling at eachother a lot, and for the most part she couldn't tell whose was whose.
She sat waiting, unsure of what to do at this point. She didn't want to leave, because of her fear of the snowmobile and not being able to watch in case Taylor needed a little back up. On the other hand, the look the wolf gave her creeped her out, and it would be just her luck if things went terribly wrong(not that they already hadn't).
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Jan 22, 2010 14:00:26 GMT -5
Well, things were blatantly obvious for Taylor now. This guy wasn't going to leave, and now Taylor was going to be forced to escalate things to a fight of some sort or another. He had given up growling, leaving that to the blaze-brown wolf that stood before him. The two of them, Taylor and Trixie, were not really in a good place for this. They were secluded in the woods with no one really around, and back to civilization was quite a bit a ways if anything should go wrong. Of course to add to things, this wolf was ready to explode, as it continued to growl. Then before you knew it, the wolf was running at blinding speeds toward him, and things were now going to get bad unless this wolf was all look.
As soon as Taylor saw this wolf lunge, he was as well lunging with a snarl in his throat. He leaped, his paws outstretched as he crashed into the wolf and the two of them went tumbling in the snow. Taylor felt pressure on his shoulder blades as he looked up to see the brown wolf lumming over him. Almost immediately he felt teeth sink into his neck, and he tried to push away, his jaw snapping and a snarling-barking noise escaping him. As Taylor hit the ground, it wasn't long after he felt a sharp pain in his chest as the wolf landed on him, his teeth still planted in Taylor's neck. He felt panic set in as he felt the wolf's weight baring down on him, and he quickly without much thought managed to push the wolf off with his hind legs, sending the wolf airborne for a few moments.
Taylor quickly puled himself to a stand as he felt the thump of the wolf landing a few feet away. Everything was blurry, Taylor realized as he looked around, feeling as if his eyes were half closed. He looked down at the snow to see blood dripping quickly onto the snow from his neck. His vision cleared and evened as he noticed the red liquid absorbing into the snow, and he looked up in time to see the wolf charge into him.
Taylor felt his head smack against the ground as the wolf was once again towering over top of him. He looked up as the wolf snarled, and then once again began to tear at his throat. He could hear his yelp as things began to blur again, and with a last effort let out a howl... Words: 422 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: Ellie had been silently creeping along the forest floor, in some great need of time off from school. She'd pretty much had enough, and she needed some time to just relax and have some time alone. Of course, she had changed into the russet wolf she possessed, and she continued along the forest floor with that care free attitude she often had.
Her thoughts traveled to her mother, which was the reason she had left home and even found her powers let alone the academy. Her mother had been a heavy drunk, with her dad in the army, so she'd left, feeling her mother was no longer safe to be around. She'd wandered for the next few month's, and then run into a boy named Taylor that was now so close to her that they thought of each other as family really. She liked being around Taylor, for being alone really wasn't much better, and he was one of those people that just sort of had that contagious personality.
A blood curdling howl broke the silence, and Ellie's thoughts as her ears pricked off to her right where the howl had come from. It wasn't just any howl either, it was Taylors, and things definitely didn't sound good. Without so much a a moments hesitation, Ellie was running off in the howls direction. She had to admit, it was odd even seeing Taylor out this far in the woods. He didn't usually stray too far unless he was on one of those dang snowmobiles that Ellie personally liked to think of as a death trap on wheels. Shaking that thought away, she was eventually able to reach the Taylor, and she quickly took in the scene that lay before her.
There was Taylor, with and oddly familiar looking wolf over top of him, ripping at his throat. She as well noticed the snowmobile not too far off, and the girl that sat upon it. Great, so they were out here, miles away from any help and Taylor was being mauled by some guy and to make things worse Taylor had brought along a friend. How sweet... she thought sarcastically as she leaped at the blaze-colored wolf, knocking him off Taylor and a few feet away.
Ellie stepped over Taylor daintily, not wanting much of a fight here. She could fight, she just didn't prefer it, and she didn't understand people who happened to prefer it. She let out a light growl, lowing her head as she looked over at the wolf while it stood and shook snow from it's fur. The wolf in return growled menacingly, showing it's teeth in a bloody teeth covered snarl. After that moment, Ellie was able to grasp everything that was going on, for she had been able to read the wolf's mind, something all werewolves could do when in their wolf form. Her gaze swung to Trixie, who sat on the snowmobile, and then flickered to the wolf and then back to her.
Ellie could hear the wolf pounce from the ground at her, and she let out a calm bark directly at Trixie, and then dodged the wolf as it landed in snow a few feet away in the opposite direction that it had some. She then glanced back at Trixie, and let out a series of barks as she looked from the path which her and Taylor had come, and then back at her a few times over, hoping she had caught the drift... Words: 579 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes:
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Post by Marie Claire Belle on Jan 23, 2010 18:19:00 GMT -5
Trixie gasped as blood started to spurt from Taylor's neck. The other wolf stood over top of him, giving him no way of escape. She wanted to shut her eyes, make the bad dream go away like it did when she was sleeping. But she wasn't sleeping, and no matter what she did she couldn't tear her gaze away.
She should be out there, trying to help him. She could, two against one would most likely get this wolf away. But something kept her planted on the snowmobile, and her frozen limbs wouldn't allow her to get off. She just sat, staring, at the gruesome sight that she couldn't bare to watch and yet she couldn't look away.
Just then another wolf appeared, easily knocking the wolf off of Taylor. It stood over him protectively, and dodged the wolf as it came towards her. Trixie felt somewhat guilty that she didn't try and do something first, and that someone else had to help when she could've easily lent a hand.
Then the new wolf looked at her, barking at her and the way they had came. She thought about it for a moment, leaving to let them deal with it. But what kind of a person could that be, leaving when someone was getting their throat torn apart for your own safety? She shook her head at the wolf, a sign that she was staying put.
Soon enough she was changing into a black panther, flying through the air towards the "evil" wolf. Letting out a snarl, she crashed into it, scratching and biting at what she could until she found herself under the wolf just like Taylor had been. The wolf didn't try to kill her though, jumping off of her and heading for Taylor and the other wolf like he was saving her for the end...
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Post by Cammie Morgan on Jan 23, 2010 19:33:32 GMT -5
Taylor felt the immense weight that had seemed to be suffocating him release, and he opened his eyes to a blind white wonderland with blurry colors all around. He blinked a few times, finally gaining consciousness as he noticed Ellie. A breath of relief escaped in a puff of breath while he managed to stand. The blood was coming even faster now, and he couldn't help but whimper as he looked up at Ellie that was looking at him sternly.
Being able to read her mind, he was able to tell that she wasn't all that thrilled that he'd decided to have Trixie tag along, and he simply rolled his eyes. Shaking his fur, the blood slowly started to slow, but not fast enough that Taylor couldn't help but whimper. Werewolves wounds healed rather quickly, but not super-human fast or anything. That being said it would take at LEAST till tomorrow morning that everything would be fully healed.
Moment later, Taylor looked up and around to see a black panther pinned underneath the wolf, and a low growl formed in his throat as he lowered his head and showed his teeth in warning. This caused the wolf to look up, and leave the panther as he charged after Taylor as if nothing was different, Ellie being around and all. Although, things would be much different... Ellie had the ability to draw or remove attention or emotion from a person or thing, which obviously put odds in their favor.
With that, the wolf had soon reached Taylor, but Taylor had flipped things around and was able to pin the wolf under his paws this time. He let out a low, light snarl as the other wolf did as well, but soon after the other wolf seemed to relax, and gently shook Taylor off. Taylor backed away a few paces to where Ellie sat, and looked from the wolf to Ellie, and then back at the wolf. Ellie was calming the wolf, no doubt, but it's not like her power would last forever. The wolf was in a trance, somewhat of a fog, Taylor only knowing for Ellie had once done so on him, and he wasn't going to go in to detail even in thought. Taylor snorted, and then barked over at the panther, and then looking at Ellie, he started running toward the cabin... Words: 392 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes: Ellie looked over at Taylor sternly, and small, disapproving snort coming from her nose as he stood. No doubt he would soon figure out she was mad he came down here, knowing something was up, but also with this girl named Trixie. He certainly was as close to a moron as you got in her book.
Taylor rolled his eyes at her thoughts, and then whimpered, looking down at his wounds. She in return rolled her eyes, and thought specifically, 'suck it up.' This didn't seem to bother him too much, as he snorted in annoyance, and then started to growl at the wolf that lingered over Trixie. Not soon after, the wolf was after Taylor, and Ellie took a seat to relax and put her powers to work. She was moment later able to relax his muscles, and set him in a state of blindness and paralization, but it wouldn't last for long. If they were going to get out, they would have to go NOW. [/b] With that thought, Taylor was off and running for the cabin, and Ellie rolled her eyes while thinking how typical he and all other boys were. Shaking the thought away, she looked over at Trixie, barked, and then headed after Taylor. She hoped her panther would be fast enough, and that she wasn't worried about the snowmobile. If she took the time to go and grab it, she might not make it out without Taylor or herself having to go fetch her... She felt icy air greet her as Ellie made her way out of the forest. Taylor was at the top of the hill, toward the shed just staring down into the woods. Ellie went to join him, sitting down calmy and hoping Trixie would soon be joining them... [/size][/center] Words: 294 Music Playing: None Tagged: Marie<3Claire! Notes:
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