Sv: What the void brings w. Evaline

af Gæst Søn 19 Jul 2015 - 22:53

She kept following him, as he suddenly started walking faster, she had to run a few times, so she wouldn't lose the sight of him. She stopped every time he turned around, when his eyes were placed on her, she pulled her ears back and looked angrily up at him. He stole the deer, so no fucking way - would she leave him alone, if he died right now. Sure she would go home instead of being here.
When turned around speaking, she had a bit trouble getting over a branch. She tried jumping over it, but couldn't. She shoke her head a few times, before crawling over it as he spoke. When she finally gottowards him, leafs were kicked in her face. A shocked whine slipped her mouth, before stepping a bit back. Leafs would stay in her fur, with a bit of dirt. The white fur had slowly gotten a bit grey/brownish.
Pff telling her to go home, like he could order her around! He was a dreaming man! She walked towards him, with her ears back and her head lowered a bit. Ready to jump to the side, if he wanted to kick/step on her. This had happened before in a fight, that time she could barely move. But this time, she were tired and cold! So she could still jump around, bite him or hide while following him. She growled lowly while walking towards him, her tail waved slowly from side to side.

af Gæst Søn 19 Jul 2015 - 23:15

(I hope the following is ok!! If not, let me know!)

Rowan stared at the little beast and crouched down to inspect her a bit. Why was she so... annoying? Troublesome? He waited, as she slowly trotted a bit closer. She was dirty and still shaking ever so slightly. He did actually feel bad for her. And so, with a very quick jab, he snatched her by the scruff of the neck once again (?) and got back on his feet. He looked her carefully in the eyes to see, if he could spot any sign of mischief. "No biting, okay?" And so he carried her rather awkwardly through the forest. "I can't believe I'm doing this, you know. But it's just because I'm afraid a bear will come and eat you." he grunted. The deer had bleed out quite a lot, but it still managed to soak his jacket in blood. It was a long walk back to Doomsville. In the meantime, it started raining.

. . .

Rowan pushed the door open and stepped inside his home in Angerforge. He was soaked by blood and rain and looked more a less like someone who'd drowned and been dragged through a dirty forest - which was actually more of less what had happened.
"Jacob?" he called softly, knowing the child couldn't answer. He opened the door into the living room, where the child proved to be sleeping on the couch. The boy was almost a year old now. Rowan put down the wet fox. "Listen... If you hurt the boy I will break all your legs and eat you for dinner. Understood?" His words were firm. "I'll go get a towel for you. Don't break anything..." He walked into the kitchen and put the deer on the table. Gods, he was hungry. He found two dry towels in the closet and threw one at the fox. He used the other to dry his hair after removing the jacket. What a strange day...

af Gæst Søn 19 Jul 2015 - 23:35

As he moved down, she only growled louder. Did he want to fight, maybe he wanted to hit her over the nose. Oh the freaking pain that were, her father did that once, it hurt more than you could ever imagine! She stepped a bit back, just in case he wanted to slap her over the snout. She whined a bit when he picked her up rather fast, she dangled a bit while her eyes only became bigger. God damnit! She did not see this one coming, now he could slit her throat or throw her away. She swung her paws towards his face, as a little fighter dangling from his hand she growled.
When he said no biting, she stopped moving. Her ears lifted a bit, as he suddenly started carrying her? Her eyes kept searching for his face, as he walk through the forest. Was this really happening? Did he carry her with him, she wasn't a pet. When she got back to her human form, she would beat him up and take back the deer. She yawned, when her eyes slowly started closing. her ears would lay down as she started sleeping, exhausted from the days with no sleep, she fell into a long slumber as he walked around.
She woke up, when the rain started hitting her face, her ears twitching a few times.
She looked around, as another yawn appeared on her face. When it suddenly hit her, she's been sleeping! She forgot to look at the road, how would she get back home!? She sniffed in the cold rainy air, as her ears were lifted. Where the fuck did he bring her, maybe he wanted to eat her?

As he pushed the door opened, she looked around. As he called out a name, which had to be the child he were talking about before. When she felt the ground under her dirty paws, she looked around. His voice were firm, and the words were hard like stone. She nodded slowly, when she started wandering around the house. Suddenly darkness was upon her!
She ran around in the darkness, that felt like clothing! She whined and fell in something. When suddenly she bumped into something, she fell over as her body were shaking a bit. Where did the light go? She crawled slowly around, as light could be seen at the end. She crawled towards it, as the light only got closer and closer she started crawling faster.
Stupidly she found out, that the darkness that had consumed her body, were merely a towel. She shoke her head a bit and walked into the other room where this Jacob person should be sleeping. As she got closer to him, she pulled her ears back. It was a baby? Wait a minute, did this dude leave a baby alone in a house? What if it pooped and the whole house started to smell. Who would like that?! Oh and what if a thief got in, that baby wouldn't be much help at all. He should get a dog instead. Maybe the baby could scare off the thiefs ?

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 12:47

Rowan watched the animal as it struggled with the towel. Gods, had her brain shrinked as well? A soft smile crossed his lips as he shook his head at the animal. "Let the kid sleep." he said softly, as he re-entered the kitchen. It was about time he started skinning the deer, he realized, as he pulled out a knife. He got to work and hummed softly. Fortunately the deer had been emptied of blood during the long walk home, which made the whole process of preparing the meat a lot easier. After removing the skin, he started cutting loose the meat, starting at the neck and then slowly working his way through the animal.
"So... You turn into a fox-thing when you're sick, huh? So if I feed you and let you dry and get warm, you'll turn into a barbaric woman again, and kill me in my sleep, correct?" he called out, assuming she was still in the living room. The apartment wasn't big and since it was located above an inn, the floor was warm and there was always a nice temperature inside. Rowan often agreed to let the barmaids check in on Jacob when he was away - after all, the women loved the kid. It gave the werewolf a bit of freedom.

He put a pot on the stove and began making deer-stew. Not something he usually made and far from a speciality. He had picked up a trick or two in the kitchen below, so he often managed to actually make rather interesting and succesful dishes. Hopefully this one wouldn't be too bad either. The rain drummed on the window, and outside the weather seemed to be getting worse. Rowan left the pot to boil in, and walked back to the living room. Jacob had woken up and had somehow managed to move himself to the ground. The boy smiled as he picked up his building blocks and started working on what Rowan could only assume would be a castle of some sorts. The kid loved building castles.

(Feel free to control the kid if you want - I don't really mind. I completely forgot about the whole "monster in the forest"-event yesterday - sorry! xD Maybe when Rowan shows her the way back to the forest, perhaps?)

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 13:43

He told her to let the kid sleep, like should would wake him up. She knew the struggle in kids, her mother number 3 kept talking about kids, talking about how they were oh so sweet and innocent. Then she wanted Evaline to take care of one for a day, but apparently you should not.. well NEVER place the kids with the dogs. At least she knew they wouldn't eat the kid.
She walked away from the kid, where she would lay down on the floor. What would she do now? She couldn't really attack Rowan or do much in this form, if she walked out of the house, who would know what be out there. She sneezed once again, this time a small one. As he spoke she looked up at him, her head were laying on her paws and the tail wrapped around her. She looked like a little fur ball, just laying on the wooden floor.
Well she didn't really turn into a fox when she were sick, only when she passed out or got way too weak to even stand on her two feet's. Some people called it her true form, cause it always happened when she was weak. Tho she knew it wasn't, her true form would and must be the human/demon form. She lifted her tail a bit from the ground, then slapped it into the ground again. She would without a doubt, turn into herself when she got something to eat and maybe some sleep. But she didn't know yet, if she would kill him for stealing the deer. He did bring her to safety, and not only that she might be feeding her, she didn't know yet. But maybe he would. As he called out, she rolled her eyes. Like she would answer.

When the kid suddenly woke, she jumped a bit. What the hell, just a minute ago he were sleeping! She pulled her ears back and looked at him, as he just started building something with the blocks. Her ears stood up, while she were watching him closely. She sat down again, tilting her head to the side. Why did this kid have blocks instead of a wooden knife, why did he find this entertaining... She would rather play with a knife, than stupid blocks. As the kid had build a kind of tall tower, she slapped it down with her paw. Stupid kid, why even do something like this, it had no meaning in life at all. If he played with a wooden knife, he would get the hang of a knife faster. Which would be better, than stupid blocks.
She watched the tower fall towards the ground, as one of them fell into the face of Jacob. Who with out any pause, started screaming/crying. Evaline pulled her ears back and got up on her paws. Damn it! What did she do, she didn't do anything. How did she turn him off, before the wolf boy heard the kids cry. She panicked a bit, which made her crawl over towards the kid.
She licked his cheek, when the kid slapped her forehead. She shoke her head in a small pain, before growling a bit. she then sat in the kids lap. Which somehow made it shut up, since it just started hugging her instead. She rolled her eyes once again, why would a man even keep a kid like this...

((I will XD!... Sure, when they get into the forest again ^^))

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 14:41

Maybe I should get a fire going in there, he thought as he returned to the pot. He gently stirred the content, adding spices and what-not. After all, both he and the fox-lady were soaked. A warm fire would help both of them. It might also make her ease up a bit and- Jacob started crying. Rowan immediately ran from the kitchen to the living room, only to see the boy slap the little fox in the face. The werewolf watched in surprise at what happened next - Is she... cuddling him? Once again a smile moved across his lips; he shook his head and crossed his arms.

"She's not a pet, Jacob." he laughed. After a moment he walked over to the fireplace. It only took him a few moments to get a small fire going. He lay down the towel - that had previously caused the much distress - in front of the fire. "You can lie here, if you feel like it." he said softly, turning his face towards the two of them. He smiled again. "But if you two would rather just play, then I guess that's fine. Dinner will be ready soon, though." He left the living room with a strange feeling in his stomach - was she going to stay the night? What if she transformed and threatened to hurt Jacob? Would she? Was she truly that savage?

. . .

He removed the pot from the stove. The food was ready. He poured a small amount of the stew into a small bowl and put it on the ground. God, it's like having a tiny useless pet. He entered the living room. "Dinner is served. It's by the door." he told the fox. He lifted Jacob into his arms and walked back to the kitchen. Rowan had gotten used to feeding the boy, and the ladies from the inn down below had cooked up some sort of milk-slob, that Jacob would happily eat. The werewolf sighed. God what's happening to you? You're feeding barbaric she-foxes and babies. You should be out there. Hunting. Killing. Being a wolf! You're pathetic...

"When you're done eating, and Jacob is asleep, I'm taking you back out there." he said, almost angrily. Why did he feel so... inadequate?

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 14:57

When she saw the wolf boy, she glared at him. He had to be happy, she made the child shut up, not only that she didn't hurt him for hurting her. When he suddenly smiled, her eyes widen a bit. Wait, did he just smile? Why would he be smiling, her butt was on the child? Yes, he was laughing and hugging her. But what would make him smile like that, it didn't make any sense for her at all. She tilted her head to the side, as she stared at him.
The kid didn't let go of her, when she wanted to walk away from him. His father told him, that she wasn't a pet! Why didn't he listen, god damn it! She sneezed once again, which caused the child to let go of her. She ran towards the door, everything to get the hell away from that kid! She slowly crawled towards the fire place, where she would try getting some sleep.
Why did this dude even act so nice? Before he wanted to leave her, not to mention she wanted to kill him. But he kept at it, he kind of made a bed for her, near the fire place - he smiled at her and laughed. Properly because of the child, but she was in on it! So it had to mean just a bit. She raised her head a bit, as she looked into the fire. What if... He thought about keeping her as a pet! No freaking way, when she got some food down, she would turn into a human, unless she didn't get just a bit more sleep. So he could never keep her as a pet, and she didn't clean, so a maid wouldn't be a thing for her!

She fell asleep after a while, only to get awoken by the wolfs voice calling for dinner. She moved her tail a bit, and choose to stay in the warmth, food could wait, right now she just wanted to feel cozy~ She hmpft, before stretching her body. Just a bit more sleep, then she could go eat something. She turned to lay on the other side, where her eyes closed once again.

((Please tell me, if it should be changed!))

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 19:17

( It's great, no worries (; )

Not long after Jacob had been fed, the child was put to bed. He slept in a small crib in Rowan's own bedroom. After closing the door and making sure that the child was sound asleep, the werewolf went to check on the fox. He found her sleeping by the fire, the flames softly crackling and moving around, throwing dancing shadows against the walls of the room. It wasn't late, but the weather and the setting sun made the outside world rather dark. He watched her carefully, shook his head and left the room. He threw out the stew he had already poured into the bowl - it was cold now, so no point in keeping it. He put the pot back on the stove and reheated the contents. He hadn't eaten yet either, and his stomach was growling. He poured some stew for himself and also for the fox-girl. He brought both his own and her bowl into the living room, put her bowl on the floor and sat down at the couch to eat his own. Surely the smell of food would wake her up sooner or later. Until then, he would just enjoy the silence that had finally settled around him. Soft buzzing voices reminded him of the downstairs neighbor. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he started eating. Life was good after all...

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 19:36

The smell of the food, got her tail moving. Her ears twitched once, before she opened her eyes and looked at the bowl with food. The steam made it clear for her, that it had to be warm. She stood up on all fours, and stretched her body while yawning. It was rather nice sleeping in here, in the village it would be cold like ice at this time.
Then again, they didn't have doors nor did they have fancy windows like here. She walked towards the bowl and started eating slowly, while wondering if he had done something to the food. If he had, it would be kind of stupid. Since he could've killed her while she were sleeping, or when she sneezed. Even when he lifted her from the ground, so why poison her now?

When she was done eating she walked around, she sat on the ground staring at him. She had enough energy to change back into a human, she did eat well and now the only problem would be one thing. Should she kill him, or beat him up... Maybe she should let him be, so he could follow her home again. Or perhaps she should steal something from her, maybe the deer? Wait.. Didn't she eat something that tasted like deer? Did he cook it, she shoke her head. Then she couldn't take the deer back, then what. Should she leave him be?
She transformed into a human again, her eyes were stingy as she glared at him. "I dont turn into a fox when i'm sick, i turn into a freaking fox when a pass out, and if i don't have enough energy left when i wake up, i won't be able to transform back! Not only that, I would never hurt a baby! Seriously, why would you even think that! Oh yea, you bring me home in my weaker state, and i just start killing off a baby! Cause im freaking strong as a fox, so i could properly kill you!?" The last thing she said, was said in a sarcastic voice. She were finally able to answer the things he asked her about. "And NO! I would not kill you when you're sleeping... Its a matter of honor, ya know." She spoke and spoke, while sitting on the floor naked.
When she turned into a fox she were inside her clothes, and walked after him, leaving her clothes behind. And since she didn't do magic, it wouldn't just appear on her body, when she turned back.
"I let you live, but only because of how weak you are! You might say you hate the fucking cheating bitch, but tell me the truth... Don't you still love her, If she got here, and kissed you... Wouldn't you kiss her back, or maybe feel your heart beating again!" She stood up on her feet's again. "Seriously... That might be the reason she cheated, if a man is weaker than the woman, she will find someone who can be domination towards her... Its a state of mind in our human brains... Deal with it!" She Slammed her hands on the sofa table, as she leaned towards his face.
"Now... Back to one of my biggest questions here!... Why did you smile?... I was sitting on your baby, and you just smiled? Why the fuck would you smile, my butt was on your freaking not blood related child." Her voice suddenly became rather nice, she had a sweet questioning tone in her voice as her lips separated a bit.

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 21:44

Rowan just sat there, eating his food in silence, not really thinking about anything. Simply enjoying the silence - peace and quiet at last! It had been a long noisy day, he realised, as he raised the fork from his stew. And then... the peace was over. Her voice was back. The werewolf just stared at her in surprise, watching her rant - doing his very very VERY best to only look at her eyes. Then suddenly she started asking him questions - to which she would probably want answers. He cleared his throat and forced his eyes to look into the fire in stead of at her. Her words hurt. He wanted to say something. To yell at her. Fuck you. He suddenly hated her. Her, Jazmin... all of them. The reason why she cheated... You were weak. His hands started shaking. Anger. Keep it together! She came closer and asked something else. He turned his gaze and met her eyes once again. He didn't smile. He didn't frown. Nothing.

"You're an ungrateful bitch, you know that?" he said dryly. Why should he answer her questions? Where was his thanks? He should've killed her. Maybe he should just kill her now? She filled him with anger - something about her reminded him of Jazmin. He moved his eyes back to his dinner, and continued eating.

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 22:07

He didn't speak at all, he merely ignored her every word. "HEY! I'm talking to you!" She Leaned a bit more forward, as her eyes just stared angrily at him. Maybe her words had been hurtful, then again. She lived her life to the fullest, she would never lie to anyone, nor would she hold back her words. Even if it were an enemy, she spoke from her heart!
She sighed deeply as she looked down at the table. "Listen Wolf boy, I'm grateful for the food, and that you carried me... So I'm showing my gratitude, with letting you go... I won't kill you, nor will I beat you up." Her voice became low, as she stood up straight. Maybe he only wanted to eat, at least he looked her in the eyes. Tho his expression were empty. When he suddenly spoke with a dry voice, that perched through the air, she looked at him once again.
"I might be a bitch, but I'm not ungrateful!" She crawled up on the table as she stood on four on it, and moved closer to his face, she stared into his eyes with a cold glare. "You asked me a few questions when i was in my fox form, now I answered them, which might cause me to become a bitch! But i am truly grateful for what you did!" She moved even closer towards him, this time towards his lips. Tho before he could do anything, she pulled his shirt. "So please give me your shirt, the fire might be cracking! But im freezing!" She tried pulling off his shirt, knowing he had a bowl with hot stew in his hands.

((Its a bit short, sorry))

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 22:45

"Storms what are y- Damn it, st-stop!" He growled as she pulled the shirt over his head, forcing it off him. He somehow managed to juggle with the bowl in his hand, not spilling a single drop. Once one of his hands were free, he pulled the shirt off his head and freed the other hand. He put the bowl on the table and stood up. He stared at her, angrily. "You could've just asked, you know! I'm not a savage like you! Try acting like a decent person for once in your life!" he hissed and stormed out of the room. He came back with a pair of pants in his hands and an unbuttoned shirt on his upper body. He threw the pants at her. "Ungrateful... stupid... storming woman." he mumbled to himself, trying to button his new shirt. He wasn't very succesful and didn't only manage to button it wrong but also accidentally pulled of a button, leaving a small hole in the shirt. With a loud groan he sat back down on the couch and placed his head in his hands.
Only a few moments ago, he had been enjoying the peace, and now he was on the edge of a mental breakdown.

"Look just... Don't talk about her and about me like you know what happened. You don't know anything. You don't know me." he sighed and looked at her again. He looked troubled. "I hate her. More than anything." he mumbled. "I don't hate her for what she did. I hate her for the secrecy. For not trusting me. I hate her for everything she did when I confronted her. I hate her, for how she spoke to me. I hate how she made it all my fault. How she acted as if it was all a joke to her. As if it didn't matter how I felt. I hate her selfishness." he gasped, as if saying all these things had made him breathless. He was struggling to not break down in tears. "I loved her. I trusted her. I gave her my heart. And she killed us." His voice was soft now. "And maybe to you, killing is not a big deal, but... but it's a life. It's something beautiful. What could've been, and what should've been, is being torn away. As if all that you ever dreamed of, and all that you ever wanted, is nothing. As if you're nothing. You feel worthless, because in her eyes you're nothing. To her, it's all a game. And you let her play it for far too long, and now you struggle to get out... But you can't... And you don't know why. You just can't." He traced off, staring into the fire. "I really hate her... I hate her, for what she has turned me into..." He turned his gaze towards the ground and sighed loudly. "But I don't expect you to understand. You don't get it. You don't even try to understand. You don't care."

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 23:11

She managed to take off his shirt, as he just growled at her. She didn't expect him to hand it to her, if she didn't take it by force. Tho he just got more pissed at her for taking it, she felt warm in it. She pulled it over her head and turned her head towards him, as the shining eyes she wore gazed at his angry walk into another room. How come he'd had so many emotions, and all she felt was empty all the time. Like nothing in this world could make her feel anything, she once felt hot. Turned out to be a sickness driving over her body, then she felt the sensation of being sad. When she had to fight against the proposal, but happy at the same time. Someone wanted to marry her, yea she had to kill him, but just knowing that someone would try getting her hand, was an awesome feeling.
When he threw the pants at her, she grabbed them and stood up. "Indeed." She said, agreeing that she were a stupid woman. In her village she felt smart, outside it, she felt like a kid, everything were unknown unless it had something to do with weapons or fighting, she felt so very stupid. The sound of the button hitting the ground, made her look up at him. "Calm down... you pulled off a button." She walked towards it and picked it up. Buttons, why have something like that, it should only be on the pants, not the shirts... She sighed calmly, as she turned her gaze to him once again.

Once again he talked about hating her, why? Why did he keep talking about this woman, if his heart was filled with hatred, she would properly never understand it. His voice changed while speaking about this loved one of his, as if he were about to cry. Sorrow filled the air, making it thick in the room. Evaline looked down at the button as he spoke, how could anyone even love someone? Love, what would love be? She walked towards him and sat down next to him.
He was right, killing were nothing to her. Killing would always be as easy as picking up dirt for her, she sighed calmly as he spoke. When he finished talking she pulled him into her, hugging him closely. That's what people did right, when someone was sad, you hugged them right? She patted his back as she hugged him tightly. "You're right, I don't get it. For me killing is a part of life, since everyone is going to die. I don't get the word love, since we don't do that in my village." She sighed as she pushed him a bit away from her, she placed her hands on his cheeks and smiled kindly to him.
"But we know about loyalty, honor and regrets... The girls and men do not speak, when you turn 18 you celebrate your birthday with killing the first person in your life, where the skull will be placed outside your house... When you turn 20 as a woman and no man has fought to get your hand, she will be seen as an outcast... We don't get that feeling called love, since we do not love anything, we value our lifes, but do not love it." She pulled him in and hugged him once again, which felt a bit akward for her!
"This woman of yours... you said she turned you into something, what? If she turned you into a weakling, then change. She isn't in your life anymore right? Do what you want, if you want to hunt, then hunt... If you want to get hookers or something, then get the kid out of the house, and get hookers... Do what you want, you're a free man now." She spoke with warmth in her voice, as she slowly pulled away from him again, she searched for his eyes, would he still be sad or maybe a bit mad, cause she hugged him?

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 23:46

He was surprised when she suddenly agreed with him. Even more surprised when she sat down next to him. It actually felt nice, that they didn't have to yell at each other for a moment. As if they finally understood each other and-- She hugged him. Awkwardly. His arm was caught between them and as he was pulled towards her, he awkwardly rested all his weigh on her shoulder. This is it. This is the end. Now she kills me. He sat there in surprise, as she kept speaking and eventually pushed him away. He stared at her in surprise and was about to speak, when she gently placed her hand at his cheek. What... what was going on? Then she hugged him again. This time it was even more awkward - obviously for both of them. But for some reason... it was nice. She was actually trying. He smiled and briefly closed his eyes. Relax. When she pushed him away again, he met her gaze. His eyes reflected both confusion but also thankfulness. He wanted to thank her for her words and her comfort, although it had been strange, misplaced and out of the blue, it still felt true and was certainly needed. But in stead, his eyes grew a bit darker and his face worried. Wait, what did she just say?

"You've never known any kindness in your life, have you?" he suddenly realized and watched her. She spoke of killing, as if it was nothing, and being an outcast if you're unmarried. She had been alone in the forest, and no-one had come for her. She had followed him, instead of going back to her home. She had demanded a fight when they first met, but now she was curious - as if Rowans way of life and way of acting was so alien to her. Could it be true, that she had never experienced love? How could people live, without knowing happiness of family, friends and lovers? She spoke, as if she had none of those things!
"Evaline are you... are you an 'outcast'?" he asked softly, not knowing if he crossed a line or not. For some reason, he had to know.

af Gæst Man 20 Jul 2015 - 23:59

When he started speaking once again questioning her, she smiled kindly to him. "Well kindness was a weird thing... it was kindness from my mother, who gave me life, that she choose to even give birth to me... Despite my father's others 3 wives, she choose to get me, tho in the hopes to get a male child." She looked a bit down, before she looked into his eyes again.
"Well, i don't really get kindness, you were kind... helping me, not starying at my boobs when i was naked, and giving me your shirt, even thought you called me a bitch, stupid... Oh and whats with that Storm you keep saying? I never heard anyone saying that, or calling me a Stormy woman." She giggled shortly, before she leaned a bit closer towards him.
An outcast? Well she often wondered if she were one, but never really wanted to believe it. "I think... Im not married, which ofcause means im a virgin... But... in our village when a man asks for the hand of the woman, he has to fight to the death with the girls brother or father, untill the head of the village tells them to stop fighting... If the male dies he has lost, but if the head yells stop, he won the woman and get to marry her." Her eyes had a shining light in them, as the shadows of the flames were dancing on her soft skin.
"My father is the head, and im the only child he got. I was reaced a boy... Learned how to fight, and since i don't have a brother, i get to fight for my own hand.... Which means i kill quiet a lot of men, then again no one wants to do it... Who wants to beat up the woman, they hope to get into the bed later" She smiled, tho a fainted sad smile, as she looked down. It felt a bit weird talking about this, marriage and stuff like that. She kind of wanted to get married, but didn't want to share a man...

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 0:21

Rowan listened carefully. He was not quite sure what to say. She made it sound, as if it was alright what was happening. But it wasn't, was it? "I'm... I'm sorry I called you a bitch earlier. It's not like me to say things like that." he said carefully shrugging. Usually he would be far more apologetic, but since she seemed so hardcore this would probably be enough. "People should be kind to you all the time - there's really no reason not to be." he mumbled, rambling... "Oh and... the storming part. It's just... Just something people say. Like... Stupid, silly or... darn. Like 'storming idiot' would be like 'stupid idiot' or... I don't know. Like... A storm is strong and wild and so it's like, to put emphasis on somethi- I don't know!" he sighed loudly, and finally started smiling. "It's hard to explain. You can be storming angry, storming happy, but also just be storming." Maybe it was just something he said - he rarely met anyone else who said it, actually. He shook his head, changing the subject. "Wait so... People ask to marry you and you fight them? Why? If you're capable of defending yourself, then I guess there's no reason for a man to prove anything to you, is there?" That seemed off to him. "Why not just pick someone you like? Makes life easier for all of you!" he said with a smile. If he had to fight for every woman he had an interest in then... then he honestly wouldn't even bother getting married. Either he'd have to hurt someone close to his loved one, or he would end up dead! There was no winning!

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 0:56

Why would she even talk to him, it didn't make sense for her anymore, it just felt kinda nice for her. Just talking, in her village, they talked with the muscles. Oh, the girls... yea what did the girls do, she only saw them cooking, talking a few times and being totally silence when a male appeared. "Nah it's fine, being called a bitch is normal for me... Remember i kill people, they usually yell Bitch or something horrible." She yawned, before placing her hand in front of her mouth. Could she still be tired? Or did this heat just make her lazy, and the sound of the rain hitting the windows.
Suddenly he tried to tell her people should be nice to her, didn't he threaten to break her legs, when she were in her fox form? She sighed deeply. He didn't really make a lot of sense, then again, she didn't make sense herself.
"Storming." She whispered for herself, as he tried to explain it for her. She did not quite understand it, but it didn't seem like he - himself understood it truly. After a short while he changed the conversation again, about picking someone. She shoke her head as she laughed kindly, picking someone? "You do not understand Wolfy, I'm a woman, I do not choose my husband, he chooses me." She lifted the button she had in her hand up in the air as she looked at it, she leaned back. "The only reason i have to fight, is because im in control of the army in our village, i need a man whos stronger than me. If he wins a fight against me, my life will be his... If i hate him or love him, doesn't matter, as long as he is strong enough to protect me... Thats why... i'm the one the people have to fight, and not my father. If they can't win a fight against me, they won't be able to protect the family, nor will they be able to lead the village." She threw the button up in the air, before catching it again.
She turned her head towards him. "You keep telling me, that i do not understand you... But i do not believe that you understand me and my traditions.." She moved a bit, as she suddenly stood on four on the couch, She placed her left hand on his shoulder and pushed him down in the couch. "If a man wants a woman, he has to fight for her, to show that he truly wants to be with her. And if he aren't strong enough, he will never be seen as a man" She moved closer to his lips.
"And if the girl is lost to the male, she has to stay true to this man forever. Cheating is for the weak, which will be punished with death... In my village the girls only have one man, and the men got at least two woman's in the bed." She neared his lips, as she had him pinned down in the couch. "Life will never be easy at all, you loved a woman, she cheated... But i believe you like her, which means picking out the person you might... love? Could even be the end of time, thats what im hearing you say." Only a few centimeters from his lips, she stopped she looked into his eyes as her left hand was on his chest. Feeling his heart beat and the warmth of his breath on her lips.

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 18:35

"Storming." he whispered softly, lost in thought. His eyes followed the button as she spoke. Somehow it made sense, that a man had to fight to win a woman - however the mere principle seemed so ancient. He hadn't been aware that such practices were still used in some cultures. He reminded himself, that he did not in fact know all cultures. Storms, I don't even know half of them, probably.

"Storms." he mumbled again, ever so softly. It was a faint whisper. She was just a prize to be won. He felt sorry for her; just a bit. And then again... He shouldn't feel sorry for her. She was strong. She could flee. He finally turned his eyes towards her, when he realized that she was watching him. She moved closer - stalking across the couch, like a tiger waiting for its prey. He watched her, allowing her to force him down into a strange half-sitting-half-lying position. He watched her carefully, curiosity sparking in his eyes, fighting to keep his attention at her words. As she moved closer, her words became more faint - as if his mind was refusing to listen. He watched her carefully; examining her strange beauty. She had a pretty face with round features, and yet she seemed edged. Rough. Like a wild flower: not quite perfect, but beautiful with its edged and torn petals. She was like an intoxicating reminder of the feral beast inside him - of what he truly was. He slowly moved his hand and placed it on her lower back, while watching her eyes carefully. "Who needs love anyway?" he mumbled softly, not even sure he knew what they were talking about anymore. Who cared? No thoughts spoke in his head - no voices, no reminders, no warnings. Nothing. "Who cares what we like?" he whispered and leaned closer. He let his lips brush over hers at first, ever so gently. Then he pulled her closer and kissed her more passionately. Why? Well... Why not?

(Oh snap! Look what you made me do! Think of all the drama this will cause in the chat! Also I'm sorry it's so short!)

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 19:42

First they talked about fighting, she talked about killing him and he just wanted a deer. Then she turned into a fox, she thought about beating him up, as he carried her to his house. Were he gave her a place to sleep and some food. After that, she turned into a human again, was called a bitch - and talked about his girl. Then she hugged him, and what now.
Yea now they suddenly stopped talking, they started pressing their soft lips together!
Evaline ofcause stopped before touching his lips, where he in the end moved his head closer, to brush her soft rubin red lips. Her eyes were a bit open as she looked at him, with soft eyes. What he whispered before, made her think. What did she like? She didn't like a lot of things. Maybe... uhmm, Maybe she liked food? Yea of cause she liked food, it was tasty, good, and made most people happy!
Her eyes closed as he pulled her closer, feeling the warmth from his lips - pressing against hers, as she kissed him back. She placed her hands on his shoulder, as her upper body pressed a bit down on his chest. this was weird, gave her a kind of warm feeling in her body. Like she were burning up, but in a nice way. She like this, at least she found one thing she like.

((Well i didn't tell you to do it! And YUSH! Drama will come upon them! Trust me!.. And its cool, mines rather short too.))

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 20:30

She had a strange taste. She tasted good but somehow different from any other woman he'd ever kissed. Well... She probably just tasted like dinner. Wait... Had she eaten? Was he still just tasting the dinner she had so rudely interrupted?! He moved his other hand to her face and got his fingers tangled up in her hair. It was messy and, well, certainly tangled. He wasn't sure that he could actually free his hand even if he wanted to. But, oh gods, he didn't want to let go! He removed his face from hers, only to gently and playfully bite her lower lip a bit, before kissing her again. It felt wrong, but it felt right! How did that even make sense? Lust started manifesting itself in his mind, shoving aside all other thoughts - filling him with desire. He tightened his grip around her body while trying to move himself into a more pleasant position.

What are you doing? His logical sense was clearly struggling to get a hold of him. This woman wouldn't hesitate to put a spear through your gut! Stop kissing her! Oh but it felt so right! No it doesn't! He let his tongue slip over her lips before he bit her lower lip again - this time a bit harder. For some reason, he wanted to bite her. Hard. He wanted to sink his teeth into her slim neck. In stead he kissed her once again - this time a bit more aggressively. Then slowly he moved his lips away from hers, only to start kissing her neck. One kiss at a time, he moved his way from her neck to her shoulder. "We... shouldn't... be... doing this..." he mumbled between kisses. Yes. Stop this. Stop it before you do something you'll regret! He kissed and softly bit her shoulder and neck, while his hand played with her tangled hair.

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 20:44

His smell were nicer than before, properly 'cause he wasn't wet anymore. He smelled nicer, somehow. Tho he still had the smell of dog over him, not that she didn't like it. It were a smell all the werewolfs had...
When he bit her lower lip, a small smile appeared on her lips, where she just started kissing him more aggressive as she placed her hands on his cheeks. Oh this will only end bad, she thought for herself. Then again, she never done any of this, which only made all of this so much more exciting for her. Tho she knew what would happen, if she would end up finding a man. Which she somehow wanted to see, if that ever happened, how would this Wolf react, would he cry, growl or hate her more?
As he tightened his grip around her, only to find a more pleasent position, she opened her eyes. She pushed them onto the floor, and rolled around, so he would end on top of her. The rain could easily be heard, hitting against the glass of the window. As the sun finally was about to disappear, slowly being eaten by darkness! and replaced by the moon and the gang of stars.

She drove her hand through his hair, as she pulled it teasingly. Her left leg would rub against his side, as she pulled him into the kiss. He couldn't escape now, he lost the chance when they hit the ground. Tho he didn't seem like he wanted it all to stop, he seemed like he wanted it all to continue for a little time longer. When he moved down to her neck, she tilted her head to the left, feeling his soft lips pressing against her warm skin - made a low moan slip her lips, she blushed a bit as he spoke everytime his lips seperated from her skin. "Tho... You don't seem like you want it to end?" She mumbled, as she would bite her lowerlip.

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 21:11

Ow! Oh god, my back. She had landed on top of him, when she'd pushed them off the couch. I'm too old for this! She seemed more hungry for his kisses now, which instantly made him forget the pain. They rolled again and he ended up on top; wonderful! He wanted more of her, and started kissing first her lips, and then down her neck once again. He lowered his body, so they could be closer. God, he wanted her! He sighed and moved his face away from her body when she spoke. He studied her face for a long moment, while his logic and lust had an internal struggle. This would not end well, his logic told him. But who cares how it ended? You deserve this. You need this! He smiled and untangled his hand from her hair. "You don't want me to fight for you first?" he asked playfully. Had she abandoned these principles because of him, or because she didn't want to follow them in the first place?
Who cares what we like? The words echoed inside his head. What did he like? Did he even like her that much, or was he just desperate to feel a woman's touch? He studied her face, her lips, the sweet way she would bit it when wondering or... was she embarrassed? He wanted to like her, he realized. Not that he didn't already, but... he wanted to like her tomorrow. And the day after that as well. Not just tonight. Not just once.
"Sometimes we can't get what we can't." he said, realizing that he was almost gasping for air. His heart was thumping loudly in his ears - wow! She was putting his entire body to the test. Every part of him was excited. Was he actually sweating?! Wow. He leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her lips, before pushing himself off her. He lay down next to her - surprised that he had somehow managed to stop himself. He kind of hated himself for not going through with it. It's better like this, he assured himself. I don't want to hurt her.

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 21:25

She didn't think about the pain, the fall might have caused him. Then again, she had a weird believe that men couldn't feel such a small pain, unless they were old. 68 years at least, she somehow didn't want this to continue, but at the same time, the excitement of it all. Of what would happen tomorrow if this continued, how would they react. She was a virgin, kind of wanting to lose that word from her lips. If she kept her body pure, her life would be the same, but dirtying it like this, might change a lot of things. They way she looked at married people, the way she looked at her father and the second mother she had.
Or perhaps she would hate everything, maybe being pure helped her towards the light? Nahh, once again stuff she didn't really understand.
When he suddenly asked her about fighting for her, she felt her heart skip a beat. Would she want that? Fighting him, or being with him for the rest of her life? She never thought about stuff like that, when a man asked for her hand, she never spoke to him. She just fought, killed and walked away. Why was her heart suddenly beating this hard? And why did she think of these stupid things? Her face had only gotten a bit more red, as he had spoken to her.
She looked out of the corner of her eye, as she had turned her head away from him. Was he studying her? Why was he looking like that at her, where did the kissing go?! Why did she panic now!? She placed her hands on her face, as she rolled a bit to lay on her side. Her heart was beating loudly, while she could only think of covering her face!? Why was he looking at her face, did she look weird now? Or maybe the sound(Moan) She made, did it sound weird? Was he laughing inside himself right now?4
She turned her head a bit, to check if he was looking at her. When he suddenly kissed her lips again, just for a second before he laid down next to her. "Can't get what we can't?... I don't get it?" She questioned his words, as she looked at him. Her blush had started disappearing.

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 21:47

"Can't get what we want! That's what I... Didn't I say that? That's what I meant! Sorry. There's not much blood up here right now!" He laughed and pointed at his head. It was true. The blood was eeeeverywhere else at the moment. He looked at the ceiling, wondering about... well... anything! He tried to calm himself by thinking about different things: the city, the people, the animals, dogs, cats, foxes, Evaline, her hair, her lips, her tongue, her- No! Stop it! He turned his head and watched her. A smile appeared on his lips - he couldn't help it. For some reason she made him smile now. He wasn't sure why.
"You know," he mumbled and removed a lock of hair from her face. "You're actually very beautiful. When you don't yell at me and pout too much." He winked. What was he doing? Were they... chitchatting? Was he? He had noticed her blushing and seemingly embarrassed behaviour a moment ago. It was adorable. She was adorable. She wanted to be tough, strong, independant and scary - but she was easily charmed. He liked that. A lot. She was confident. Wow, just wow.

"So, I guess it's a no on the fighting, then?" he asked and turned away from her again. "I suppose you don't think you can beat me! Then you'd be forced to marry me. Scary, right?" He smiled as he watched the ceiling. There was nothing interesting up there, but he didn't want her to be uncomfortable because of his staring. He couldn't help it. He liked watching her. She was so different. Intriguing.

af Gæst Tirs 21 Jul 2015 - 22:06

She giggled kindly of his mistake, it made a lot of sense about - not getting what you can't get, tho this made sense to. She wanted to fly once in a while, but couldn't unless she attacked an angel and grabbed the leg, when it tried to escape. Tho the feeling of hitting the ground from a fall, didn't make her grab an angels leg easily.
While he looked at the ceiling, she kept gazing at his eyes, lips and chin. Why did she feel so embarrassed before? It's not like, she hadn't kissed anyone before, she kissed Coil once, then he asked for sex and she laughed and walked away. Was that weird, he properly got embarrassed by it, maybe she shouldn't have laughed? She looked a bit down, when he suddenly removed a lock of hair from her face. His words made her smile, he called her beautiful, how sweet? Nice, something? She looked into his eyes as she moved a bit closer to his face again. "I do not yell that much." She poked his forehead, before sitting up.
She smiled calmly, as she stood up. "Fighting? I don't care about fighting you, if you want my hand, i won't hesitate to fight you, tho only if you truly meant it." She stretched her body, before stepping over him. "I don't know if i could win against you... But being with you doesn't seem bad at all, you seem like a nice person, a bit weak at some points, but oh well." She took the bowl with stew and started eating it. Well before it was his food, now she just started eating it. She looked down at him, as she smiled a bit. "So night as found the sky, do you want to follow me home now or sleep on it?" She talked with food in her mouth.

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