Wild Girl (wolventears & tobisquestion)
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				Title: <strong>Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 21:20:43</strong>
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				It was cold and drafty in the cage. She had been inside for weeks, and she would be muzzled and shackled when someone came to clean her droppings. They gave her raw meat and she would fall upon it ravenously, the blood mixing with the dirt that was caked on her body.<br><br>She was naked,&nbsp; her breasts and sex always available for eyes to see. She was thin but toned ,the muscles rippling under her skin as she moved. She moved with an animal grace, always close to the ground and slow and languid, as if she were stalking prey. Her dark hair fell around her, matted and tangled. If positioned right, it covered her body completely when she hunched low, only small sightings of creamy flesh here and there.<br><br>Her ears pricked at every sound and her honey brown eyes took in everything around her. She was able to discern each individual smell as each village was remotely the same.<br><br>One evening, one of her captors had been taunting and teasing her. She had been agitated and hungry, so when he had stuck his hands between the bars to push the meat towards her, she moved with lightening speed, grabbing his arm and yanking him, her superhuman strength too much. She yanked the arm through the bars snapping it from it's socket and his skull cracked against the cold iron, killing him. <br><br>Since then, the others had been scared of her. They had tried using sticks to push the bits of meat in but she had snapped them, yanking them from their grasps. <br><br>Other than give her new weapons, they decided hiring someone who wouldn't be missed would be the best option. Although she could hear them, she only understood bits and pieces. She had been in the wild, with him, for so long, human conversation was almost completely lost to her. <br><br>Then the young man had begun bringing her food, and she sat idly in the corner, watching his movements as he did so. She made no attempt to rush forward and always waited until he had left before she devoured her meat. She had seen him before, her nose picking out his scent easily. He had watched her before, during the moons cycle. Had seen her change, but there hadn't been fear in his gaze but something more. Her interest was piqued so she just watched him, ever so quietly.<br><br>Although, this night, he hadn't come while she had been awake. She was tired and quickly fell asleep as the sun had set. It was a couple weeks till the next full moon, and her body was beginning to feel the urges. She had to still herself from not changing sporadically. She knew, if they knew she could, it would be forced upon her, and she was already more animal than human as it was, but she understood that enough to know it wasn't a good idea.<br><br>She was curled in her corner, her long hair blanketing her and her eyeballs twitched behind the lids as her dreams had become fitfull. He had found her, and she had spent so much time readying herself to escape. And now he was chasing her, her limbs kicking out every so often as she whimpered in her sleep.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 23:25:23</strong>
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				James was, by now, well enough accustomed to the smell of blood-raw meat and the conditions of the 'pen', that he did not screw up his face nor show excessive distaste at the mixture of scents and sights.&nbsp; It had been different at first.&nbsp; In the beginning, the only thing that had swayed him to perform such duties was the knowledge that he was making the easiest money of anyone he knew.&nbsp; A full days wage for sweeping a cage and delivering meat a couple of times a day?&nbsp; It was unheard of.&nbsp; It was certainly a golden opportunity for a young man who's options had run out the day his parents had spent all the family's money on putting his elder brother through university...only for the older brother to have an 'epiphany' and become a clergyman.&nbsp; A noble calling, perhaps, but it was certain that their parents would never see a financial return on their investment...<br><br>A gentle evening breeze lightly tousled his mid brown hair.&nbsp; His lean frame was dressed appropriately for the tesk in simple trousers and a linen shirt; he couldn't honestly say they were far from being the best clothes he owned.&nbsp; This job and it's wage wasn't going to change that any time soon, but at least it kept the wolf from the door.<br><br><em>An ironic phrasing,</em> he'd thought to himself when his parents put it that way, <em>considering my job is taking me </em>to<em> the wolf's door...</em><br><br>He'd been as incredulous as everybody else when this apparent tuppeny ha'penny outfit had rolled into town boasting of many wonders, the greatest of which was the amazing "wild girl" who allegedly shifted into wolf form.&nbsp; Oh, he'd been sure enough they'd roped some hapless victim into undergoing some form of indignity in order to <em>seem</em> like something supernatural was happening, and he'd been damned sure he wouldn't credit it with a viewing.&nbsp; But then...the offer of this job came, and money interests alone had been persuasive enough.<br><br>Then, of course, he's seen it with his own eyes.&nbsp; The girl who transformed into a wolf.&nbsp; The metamorphosis had been impressive, no mistake.&nbsp; But what had fascinated him most had come when he found himself alone with the girl.&nbsp; She didn't really ever speak...not so far as he could tell.&nbsp; To all intents and purposes she looked like a normal young woman, just a few years younger than himself.&nbsp; The thing which dehumanised her more than anything was the fact that she was left naked, as if she posessed no dignity worthy of being covered up.&nbsp; He wondered if she saw it that way.&nbsp; Whether she knew any better...<br><br>As he approached the cage, he slowed down.&nbsp; He'd been told she could be dangerous, although he couldn't fathom exactly how if she wasn't in wolf form.&nbsp; She always seemed fairly placid for him.&nbsp; Not friendly, but...resigned.&nbsp; Even as he came close she didn't move, remaining hunched up in a far corner.&nbsp; He peered through the bars, staring intently.&nbsp; To his surprise, she appeared to be asleep.&nbsp; Normally she was still awake, ravenous for her evening meal.&nbsp; Something must have tired her out that day.<br><br>Slipping the meat through the bars, he turned to leave.&nbsp; And then he paused.&nbsp; He looked left and right.&nbsp; Nobody was around.&nbsp; Nobody ever came to check on the girl other then when she was needed for something.&nbsp; He looked back towards her.&nbsp; For many weeks he'd been unable to deny some sort of a fascination with her.&nbsp; A strong desire to believe that there was something more to her than a bestial spectacle for paying viewers.&nbsp; He'd kept it to himself, of course.&nbsp; People would quickly consign him to the asylum if they realised he harboured any kind of interest in thinking of the girls as a...<em>person</em>.&nbsp; But nobody was around...and she was asleep.&nbsp; What harm could there be in taking a closer look...?<br><br>Gingerly, he took out the wrought iron key and unlocked the gate.&nbsp; There was a 'clunk', but the girl didn't stir, instead seeming to twitch restlessly.&nbsp; Dreaming?&nbsp; Did she have dreams?&nbsp; What on earth would she even dream of?&nbsp; Anyway...so far so good.&nbsp; He pulled the gate open and silently stepped up into the enclosure, taking a few steps towards her.&nbsp; His eyes settled on her face.&nbsp; He shook his head in wonder.&nbsp; She just looked...so human...how could she be anything else?&nbsp; He exhaled involuntarily.&nbsp; The closer he got, the closer he <em>wanted</em> to get.&nbsp; He almost wanted to reach down and take her hand...make her feel like somebody cared...<br><br>His thoughts were interrupted by a slight squeaking sound which increased in intensity.&nbsp; He looked back, only to see that the gate was slowly closing on itself.&nbsp; The cage must have been on a slant downwards.&nbsp; His mouth fell open, and it was like it was happening in slow motion.&nbsp; He had no time to catch the gate before it impacted on the frame.<br><br><em>CLANG!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 03:51:22</strong>
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				He was so close, his jaws wide and his teeth dripping with saliva. <em>"You are mine,"</em> he growled, his voice deep&nbsp; and odd sounding coming from a wolf's muzzle. She ran, her deep chocolate brown fur covered in dirt and leaves from running through the brush. It began to rain, the water coming down hard. It fell into her eyes and she shook her head to clear her vision. <br><br>She felt the snap of teeth on her tail and she yipped, her claws digging into the soggy ground beneath her. He was right there, so close, she could feel his breath on her rump, or was that the wind, she wasn't sure. But she was sure that he would catch her again, and she would no longer be free. <br><br>A clash of lightening sounded, causing her to jump and snap back, her teeth clamping down on his leg. But in reality, the door of the iron cage slammed shut, startling her from her sleep and she whirled on the young male, grabbing ahold of his arm and her teeth sank deep. Blood filled her mouth and it tasted odd and the sound of his painful cry had her coming back to consciousness. <br><br>Her brown eyes widened, and she let up, her mouth opening and letting him go. She pushed him as she scuttled back, his blood covering her mouth and chin. She was breathing deep, her body rocking&nbsp; as the taste of his blood and the taste of him, brought the wolf to the surface. She buried her hands in her hair as she tried to control it, her eyes never leaving his face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 10:30:49</strong>
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				James hadn't a hope of avoiding the girl's launch; her movements were faster than any normal human could manage.&nbsp; He didn't even have a chance to see it coming, as his head was still turned towards the gate contemplating whether he should run.&nbsp; But instead, the first he knew if it was the crushing, lacerating pain in his arm that caused him to cry out in agony and terror.&nbsp; Immediately his mind jumped to one conclusion; he was going to die.&nbsp; He'd made the last mistake he would ever make, and this 'wild girl' was going to tear him limb from limb.&nbsp; He'd never believed she could be that much of a threat - not outside of her wolf form anyway - but the sheer force with which her jaws clamped around his arm, and the split second it took her to get from her laying position to pouncing, put paid to any doubts he could have had.<br><br>But as his eyes closed tight in a forlorn grimace, he was surprised to find that his greatest sorrow was not his imminent death, but the fact that when the keeper came and found his dismembered, torn body, it would compound for the world that the girl was not a girl at all, but merely an animal, just as they had suspected.&nbsp; <em>That</em> thought - that she would always be seen as a beast because of <em>his</em> mistake, caused him more grief than the expectations of his own demise.<br><br>But a greater surprise was in store.&nbsp; Unexpectedly, he felt the teeth withdraw from his arm, and instinctively he pulled it close to his chest, cradling and nursing it with his other arm.&nbsp; His eyes opened and he looked, seeing her shrinking away against the back of the cage.&nbsp; Her expression was not one of ferocity or aggression, but instead she seemed to be in fear!&nbsp; Could it be that her attack had been nothing more than a reflex?&nbsp; Why was she not finishing him off?<br><br>He stood, caught between his flight instinct, and his undiminished curiosity at the girl and her behaviour.&nbsp; And as he did so, he started to feel the pain in his arm seem to...numb?&nbsp; <em>Probably just the nerves shutting down under such great agony,</em> he thought to himself.&nbsp; But that didn't entirely make sense either...the wound seemed to tingle, and the tingling was beginning to spread.&nbsp; His heart sank into his gut as his imagination run riot; had she infected him with rabies or something?&nbsp; No...that was thinking of her as an animal again...<br><br>Against his better judgement, he took a step towards her.<br><br>"Why did you do that?" he said, his voice still wavering from the intense shock and pain, "Has it been so long since you tasted warm flesh?&nbsp; Or is it that it's been too long since anyone approached you with the intention of doing you other than harm?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 03:30:59</strong>
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				Her whole body was shaking and she kept shaking her head as he came closer. Now, he would be cursed, just like her and forced to live like an animal just as she had. Then he was talking to her, asking her a question. He didn't deserve this, no one did, but she hadn't meant to bite him. She had been scared and her dream had made her feel like a cornered animal. She had struck out in fear and now he would pay for it.<br><br>She opened her mouth, to answer, but no sound came out. It had been so long since she had spoken in her human form, usually communicating with whines and barks. She had been in wolf form for a good portion of those years and he had never spoken to her excepr here and there occassionally. But she tried again. <br><br>"I-I," she began. Her throat was scratchy, and her voice sounded deep and rough and it was obvious she hadn't talked for a long while. "I'm sorry," she finally managed to get out. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry." She kept repeating those two words over and over again as she rocked herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 19:10:07</strong>
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				James' eyes widened as she spoke.&nbsp; He wasn't sure if he'd heard her say actual words before.&nbsp; Utterances, yes.&nbsp; But never anything recognisable as words.&nbsp; Or had he simply never expected to here them...?<br><br>"You...can speak?" he said tenatively, for a moment forgetting the pain in his arm, and taking another step forwards.&nbsp; "Is it because I scared you?&nbsp; I didn't mean to.&nbsp; I'm...not really supposed to come in here.&nbsp; I just wanted to see you a bit closer."<br><br>The fact that she had spoken something intelligible suddenly fired up a hundred considerations in his mind, not least among them the fact that he was now conversing with an evidently sentient female who was exposed and naked, and he realised how that coloured his choice of words.<br><br>"Not your body I mean." he added hastily, "I was just curious about you.&nbsp; I...don't suppose you ever chose to end up here did you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 22:40:23</strong>
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				The fact that she was naked meant nothing to her. She was always naked, or in wolf form. But he was coming closer to her, and already she could see the bleeding on the bite had stopped. Her eyebrows drew down over her eyes as she looked at him. <br><br>She had to force her voice box to work, but it hurt her throat. And she couldn't remember what words to put together to reassure him. But in the end, there would be no reassurance for such a thing. It was too late now. The damage was already done. <br><br>"I-I... I am sorry. I b-bit&nbsp; you." Already, his scent was beginning to change as the lycanthropic virus spread through his veins. He was unaware of it at the moment, but with the full moon coming fast, it would hit him hard, and there was a chance he wouldn't be able to control it. And the animal would take over. <br><br>Oddly enough, for as animal as she acted, there was still a small bit of humanity left deep down inside her. And for whatever reason, it seemed to be trying to push to the surface. <br><br>She inhaled deep, and his scent was suddenly overwhelming. She stopped shaking, stopped rocking and her hands landed on the floor before her. Her head tilted to the side as she looked at him. She had the sudden urge to rub against him. That little seed had been close to surfacing, but once more, her wolf came forward, stamping it back. <br><br>She crept towards him, her body moving slowly and fluidly. Her eyes were lightening, the honey brown turning to a light amber. She reached him and pulled him down, her hands gripping his wounded arm. Bringing it to her face, she began to lick the blood from his healing skin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>31-10-2011, 01:09:59</strong>
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				James nodded slowly, as more words came from the girl's mouth.&nbsp; There was a deep thoughtfullness in her countenance, and it was more than just the concentration of trying to speak.&nbsp; He put it down to a genuine remorse that she had injured him.<br><br>"Don't worry, it will heal." he said, bringing his arm away from his chest and looking at it.&nbsp; To his surprise, the flesh already seemed to have knit back together.&nbsp; Perhaps the wound hadn't been as bad as he though?&nbsp; But then...why had it bled so profusely at first?&nbsp; It didn't make sense.<br><br>"It's looking better already actu..." he was stopped as she approached him with a curious look on her face.&nbsp; He simply watched.&nbsp; Something was changing in her.&nbsp; It was subtle, and somehow elegant.&nbsp; His first instinct was to wonder if she was shifting into a wolf, but that was normally quite a violent transformation, and quite disturbing to behold.&nbsp; What was happening in front of him seemed almost...benevolent.&nbsp; As though she were being attentive towards him.&nbsp; Which became literally true, as she took hold of his arm and began to lick the wound.&nbsp; It stung a little, but the warm was also soothing.&nbsp; Was she trying to clean the wound?&nbsp; Make amends somehow.<br><br>Then he noticed something else.&nbsp; Despite the fact that they were in a dirty cage and she was seldom given the chance to wash, a pleasant scent rose to his nostrils.&nbsp; It wasn't a smell that he recognised, but it released a kick of endorphines in his brain.&nbsp; He couldn't make sense of the pheromone, or why he was detecting it now and never before.&nbsp; But as he looked at her licking his arm, his priorities all changed.&nbsp; He needed to get her out, get her away from here.&nbsp; Not because he had an immediate concern for her freedom, but because he knew that as long as she stayed in the cage....he would not be allowed to remain with her...<br><br>"Are...you alright?" he said to her, though he wasn't sure why, he was just babbling words, "Is there anything I can do for you before I..."<br><br>His knees went weak and he almost stumbled, as another wave of tingling went over his body.&nbsp; <em>What is happening to me?</em> he wondered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 02:00:10</strong>
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				She could sense the change in him. And with the full moon so close, it would only get worse. She slid in close, rubbing her body along his. She could feel him shaking and sweat was breaking out over his skin. She licked his throat and her hair ran over him. <br><br>She began to breathe heavily as his scent continued to shift and change. The virus was now working its way through his bloodstream, attacking cells as it changed his DNA. Now the honey brown of her eyes was replaced with a deep amber and her claws lengthened. <br><br>She could hear his heart racing and his breathing became shallow. Something managed to push past the wolf, managed to grab hold of her. She was close, too close, and this male, who smelled delicious, was only making it worse. <br><br>Her hands went to her head and she cried out as she tried to stop the change that was coming upon her. It hurt, when you fought it, especially when the pull was so strong. She pushed against him, pushing him towards the door of the cell. <br><br>"G-Go," she managed to get out. "Go!" It came out on a snarl, and she hurried back to her corner of the cage and curled up hoping he would leave and take that amazing scent with him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 20:01:56</strong>
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				A dizzy spell came over him when she came closer, brushing her body against him...and when she licked the front of his neck it drew a gasp from his lips.&nbsp; Not a gasp of horror...but almost a pleasured sigh.&nbsp; It was quite other than the sensation that might naturally come about from having a naked women in such close proximity, behaving in such an apparently affectionate - if unusual - way.&nbsp; There was something much deeper than that, and it seemed to come from that scent he'd picked up on earlier.&nbsp; It was, quite literally, driving him wild, and he felt almost like he didn't know what he'd do next...like he wasn't in control.<br><br>But his thoughts were cut off when she cried out, and suddenly he was being pushed towards the gate, not aggressively but assertively.&nbsp; He looked down at her, but didn't resist, backing away as she seemed to be racked with a sudden agony.&nbsp; It looked disturbingly like the wave of spasm that came over her just before she shifted...but he'd checked, the full moon wasn't for another two days.&nbsp; He certainly wouldn't have been venturing into the cage with her if it had been tonight...<br><br>He wasn't quite out, but she retreated, shrinking into the corner of her enclosure.&nbsp; He looked at her for a long moment.&nbsp; There was an urgency in her voice, he could tell that much.&nbsp; And if he understood what was going on better he might have stayed, but he didn't understand.&nbsp; And something told him he shouldn't come back until he did.&nbsp; Well...he'd have to come back to bring the next meal, whether he'd figured it out by then or not.<br><br>He stepped out and resecured the gate.&nbsp; It seemed redundant...she seemed at this point to have no inclination to try to escape or follow him out anyway.&nbsp; Shaking and woozy, he turned and began to walk back towards the trailers.&nbsp; Up in the sky, the waxing gibbeous moon glowed behind the clouds.&nbsp; It had gotten dark fast.<br><br>And that wasn't the only thing that had happened fast.&nbsp; When he held up his arm to examine the wound, instead of deep lacerations and blood he saw only scar tissue.&nbsp; <em>The wound had already healed!</em><br><br>He made up his mind to tell nobody about this.&nbsp; The last thing he needed was for people to think he was becoming some sort of a freak himself.&nbsp; That's what they thought of <em>her</em>, and look how she got treated!&nbsp; He wouldn't be able to do any good for anyone if they started treating him that way.&nbsp; Whatever had happened to him, it had to remain a secret.<br><br>----<br><br>That night he scarcely slept a wink.&nbsp; He kept waking in fits of cold sweat.&nbsp; Every time, the moon glowered at him through the small window of his trailer.&nbsp; It seemesd threatening, oppressive, like it had never done before.&nbsp; All of a sudden, the idea of it shining full and bright in the night sky sent a dread fascination through his mind.<br><br>For the first time he could remember, the morning couldn't come soon enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>08-11-2011, 01:07:25</strong>
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				Horrible dreams of being chased assailed her. She tossed and turned and at one point one of the keepers had come to wake her up with a stick he used to poke her through the bars. Apparently, she was being rather loud, whimpering and growling in her sleep. Beastly, he had said. <br><br>And the young man she had bitten... He haunted her dreams, turning into an evil thing with blood on his teeth and claws. He also chased her, blaming her for what he had become. <br><br>It didn't help that the full moon was only a couple of days away, and she would wake up, her body drenched in a cold sweat, and her eyes rapidly changing from their hazel to wolf amber. She could feel the change, it rattled her bones, tickled her skin. <br><br>And on that night, the young man would change, too. He would do things he would regret. Horrible things. And the wolf would come for her. She had been in one place for too long. Her scent would lead him there, and with another wolf so close to her, there would be hell to pay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 11:15:51</strong>
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				James sat bolt upright in a cold sweat.&nbsp; <em>What time is it?</em>&nbsp; He looked around but realised there was no clock in his trailer.&nbsp; But judging by the sounds coming from outside, the morning was already well advanced.&nbsp; His sleep had been getting ever more resless and feverish as the days has gone by, and last night had been the worst.&nbsp; He had dreamed of the full moon racking his body wish agony, his bones being pulled out of their joints and rearranges, his skin tearing and knitting itself together, his fingers extending into claws.&nbsp; The cause of the dreams was no mytery; tonight was the full moon, the night the girl would undergo her transformation to terrify and tantilize paying viewers.&nbsp; It was the money shot; the night that was the reason the keepers kept her alive.&nbsp; And the ringmaster charged no small fee...there was always the tension that the shift would not take place, and if that happened the entire show would go bankrupt.&nbsp; But every time so far, it had happened on the full moon like clockwork.<br><br>He hastilly rose, dressed and readied himself, and emerged from his trailer throwing a few apologies for his tardiness to the other staff who glowered at him.&nbsp; He set about preparing the wolf girl's morning meal, thinking to himself exactly what went through her mind on these days.&nbsp; Was she aware the full moon was coming?&nbsp; Did she anticipate what would happen?&nbsp; He knew she was more intelligent and sentient than her keepers gave her credit for.&nbsp; The question was, just how much?<br><br>He found her in her cage looking exhausted and groggy.&nbsp; Much like himself.&nbsp; He came close to the bars and slid the plate of meet inside.&nbsp; But he lingered, looking at her.&nbsp; Quickly he glanced behing...this time there <em>were</em> people around, so he probably couldn't get away with going into the cage himself.&nbsp; But nobody was paying much attention, so he could talk.&nbsp; He leaned as close as he could and looked at her with soft eyes.<br><br>"You know tonight is the night don't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>26-11-2011, 21:29:11</strong>
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				Her ears perked at the familiar sound of his footsteps and his scent filled her nostrils. She sucked it in deep, a growl rumbling through her chest. He pushed the plate of meat into her cage, but she was uninterested. She krept forward, a light from a lit torch next to the cage stretching shadows over her face.<br><br>He spoke to her. She knew what night it was. She could feel the pull deep within her bones. Her skin felt tight, uncomfortable and at this point she wouldn't be able to speak. <br><br>Her head tilted to the side, much like a dog would do as she krept even closer on her hunches. She could see where the moon sat, her light covered by the thick dark clouds above them. As she looked closely, she could see the sweat beading on the male's brow. She knew he could feel it, too. His pretty eyes were lightening and his body shook slightly. <br><br>She growled and whimpered as her own body shook, unable to say to him what she needed to say. <em>Go. Get out of here before you do something you will regret.</em> Instead, she threw her head back, and eerie howl leaving her lips. There were gasps from the humans around her. And off in the distance, a replying howl could be barely heard, but her ears caught the familiar sound. She knew he would be able to as well. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>28-11-2011, 13:57:48</strong>
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				James flinched back a little.&nbsp; It was strange to see her still in human form behaving so wolf-like.&nbsp; Perhaps it was because her shift was so close.&nbsp; But that howl, it sure did carry a long way...or...was that really an echo?&nbsp; Because it sounded different to her voice.<br><br>He rubbed at his arms. <em>Damn</em> his bones sure did ache.&nbsp; Around him people began to murmur and carry on with their business.&nbsp; He heard someone say "She seems keen tonight!&nbsp; It ought to be a good show."<br><br>James looked at her sadly.&nbsp; He'd done his bit...he ought to go away and carry on with his other menial duties but...her scent filled his nostrils and he couldn't tear himself away.&nbsp; <em>So what, you like the scent of dirty and unwashed bodies now?</em> he thought to himself.&nbsp; But that wasn't it.&nbsp; The scent was...wild, feminine, alluring, exciting...<br><br>His breath began to deepen, as an arousal rose up within him.&nbsp; <em>What is happening to me?</em>&nbsp; He turned, and had to physically run back to his trailer, otherwise he'd never get himself away.<br><br>---------<br><br>The time had come.&nbsp; All he had to do was check on her, remove any empty plates and leftovers from her cage, and then the strongmen would come and move the cage into it's place at the back of the tent, behind a curtain which would be raised to reveal her to the audience.<br><br>James walked up to her.&nbsp; The night was black and the full moon covered the field with it's lambent glow.&nbsp; He peered through the bars at her.&nbsp; It felt wrong, all so very wrong.&nbsp; What would happen if he just let tonight go ahead?&nbsp; Another month would go by, and it would all happen again.&nbsp; And sooner or later, someone else would offer to do James' job for less money, and James would not see her again.&nbsp; Why was he even thinking like this?&nbsp; Was he <em>friends</em> with her now?&nbsp; No, but the thought of being apart from her caused him physical pain.<br><br>He looked from side to side.&nbsp; Already paying customers were filling the tent, some chattering excitedly, other jeering skeptically about how it was all going to be 'smoke and mirrors'.&nbsp; And then he looked directly at the girl.&nbsp; He took a deep breath.&nbsp; He didn't know why he was doing this, and he knew it could wind him up in jail or dead, but the compulsion was overwhelming.<br><br>He unlocked the gate and pulled the door open, stepping aside.<br><br>"I'm taking you away." he said, "But we have to go now.&nbsp; They'll be coming for you any minute."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>02-12-2011, 01:04:02</strong>
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				She watched him intently as he stalked to her cage. The way he was moving was jerky and shakey, much like an addict needing his fix, but the moon was so close now, it was waring on him. She could feel it as well and her body shakes were worsening as the time came upon them. <br><br>She could hear the people behind the curtian. Their jeers and hollers as they packed into the tent to watch her show. She growled, her nose filling with the stench of them. But his&nbsp; nearness seemed to keep her relatively calm. He was talking to her again, but it was hard to pay attention really to his words. His scent was soon filling her nose, pushing away the smells of the others. He was so close, oh so close to her but next he did something she wasn't expecting. <br><br>He opened the door to her cage. And he held it wide. <br><br>She met his eyes. She could hear the men who moved her cage coming. They were close, and complaining about the smell and sight of her. All that wasn't her fault though. Being locked in cage would do that to a person, but now, she had an opening to freedom. <br><br>Her ears caught a howl off in the distance. That got her feet moving. She was able to stand, but her body hunched in preperation for the upcoming shift. She growled as she stumbled from the cage and as she stepped down those metal steps, her small body fell into the males, his heat and scent engulfing her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>tobisquestion</strong> on <strong>10-12-2011, 22:51:10</strong>
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				James was half expected her to shy away, or possibly even lash out at him and tell him to leave her alone, much like last time.&nbsp; But he was surprised by the relief he felt when instead she ambled towards him.&nbsp; Her movements seemed rather more animal-like than usual; no doubt an effect of the full moon.&nbsp; God knows he was feeling and acting out of sorts himself.&nbsp; And somehow this girl seemed like the only one who could help him make sense of it....as crazy as that sounded.<br><br>He was watching her carefully enough to spot her falling in time, and caught her in his arms.&nbsp; As she fell against him a thrill surged through his body at the closeness.&nbsp; He didn't want to set her upright and let her go; he wanted to pull her closer and hold her there.&nbsp; It was clear to him that there was more to this than philanthropic concern.<br><br>But there wasn't time to think.&nbsp; The minders were almost arrived.&nbsp; He couldn't rely on her legs to be steady enough, so he threaded his arm around her waist and took as much of her weight as he could, then broke into a run around some caravans to put them out of view, and then looked towards the woods.&nbsp; <em>Where else could they go?</em>&nbsp; There was no way he'd remain hidden in town, people would notice him going through the streets with a dishevelled naked girl.&nbsp; And goodness knows what the showmaster would do with him if he was caught.<br><br>There was nothing else for it.&nbsp; He held her again, and made directly for the trees.&nbsp; The sky was dark and the shadows lengthened, probably enough for them to have enough cover until they made it to the forest.&nbsp; Not once did he look back; he couldn't afford to lose the time.&nbsp; He could swear that he was moving with above-normal speed and strength...could it be pure determination and will?<br><br>Before he knew it, the trees engulfed them.&nbsp; He knew they'd have to go deeper into the woods to be truly safe, but his body was behaving in ways that it wasn't ready to cope with.&nbsp; He had to stop.&nbsp; He stooped down, panting heavily.&nbsp; But the one thing he couldn't do was take his hands off the girls.&nbsp; His fingers against the skin of her waist seemed to tingle and burn...in a pleasurable way.&nbsp; He looked across at her, saying no words but simply looking into her eyes, imploring answers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wild Girl (wolventears &amp; tobisquestion)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>wolventears</strong> on <strong>19-12-2011, 21:40:47</strong>
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				As his arms gripped her, she hissed at the contact, his skin burning her, but not in an unpleasant way. She allowed him to pull her off, and she knew his insticts were sharper, keener, with the moon only moments away from showing itself. <br><br>He quickly pulled them into the trees, the dark foliage swallowing them up before anyone noticed. Her body was aching and with every movement of him against her, it began to ache in a different way. She was very aware of her nakedness and she didn't not like the feel of the scratchy material of his clothing against bare skin. <br><br>Soon, he stopped them, his eyes wide as he looked at her, and his fingers tracing small circles over her bare hip. She could see the heat there that mirrored her own and a growl rumbled through her throat. The light of the moon was close, so close, and her wolf was running just below the surface, her skin itching with the need of the shift and a need of some other kind. <br><br>With a snarl, she pushed him to the ground, her smaller body quickly following to straddle his hips. Her fingers were now claws as they tore at the offending clothes covering his hot skin. Once bare skin was uncovered she laid against him, skin to skin. She nuzzled and licked, caressed and nibbled, her hands and mouth roaming all over him as her hips circled, rubbing her wet core over his own crotch. <br><br>The wolf was so close, but it didn't want to kill, maim, or feed. It wanted to mate. 
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