play with fire, open

[vitani]

Slender legs brought the young women through the underbrush. Her house was a few meters back, but that's why she liked it here, she could live backed up to a forest and have her garden and hunt and live the way she had been accustomed to. Though here in Chambers she had gotten used to being in her human form more now, before she focused on her wolf aspects more than anything simply because that was the way her mother and father had wanted it to be. She was naive to certain affairs in society, but she had more than enough time to learn.

Nipples hardened to the wind, cool on her tanned flesh as she allowed her black hair to rush free from the leather cord that sometimes held it back. Deep, brooding brown eyes scanned the forest in front of her as she shrugged her shoulders. She always did this naked, carrying around clothes was simply too hard for her. Plus she was more comfortable in the nude than she ever would be in clothing. Shrugging her shoulders back Vitani felt her body transform. It was painless, like an switch and all of a sudden she was on all fours running.

The wind brushing through her pelt was welcoming as the female shifted through the foliage. Her body tilting and scattering her steps as she kicked up the pace a bit. Her breath came in huffs that echoed through the forest. This was her training run, something she did for fun and nothing else when it came down to it. Tongue lolled from seperated jowls as she continued at her thundering pace. The four beat cadence of her feet on the ground lulling her into a near day dream and she delved into the most primitive of her senses. just the sound of her body thrumming.

Maybe if she had been looking she wouldn't have run into whoever - or whatever - she had run into. Vitani just remembered wheeling backwards and landing on her butt, her break in concentration thrusting her from her wolfs face so she was laid out on her back to the thing - or person - in front of her. Her mind saw stars before she shook her head and scrambled to her feet. Hair coming down to tickle her stomach and conceal her breasts though the shaven patch of fur between her legs remained exposed. Her body breaking out in gooseflesh from the cold. Warm eyes settling on someone. "Whoa, hello there, sorry I didn't see you..."

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[bartholomew lee gordon]

Bartie looked up and let his light eyes scan the sky, or what was viewable of it. He had been hunting, food was no where near scarce in the dark confines of the forest. It was where all of the creatures of Chambers island camp to snack when they got bored with the flavors of the humans food. To Bartie the human's food seemed to be bland, none of it compared to the fresh flesh of the little animals scurrying around the forest. He had been in wolf form most of the time, and unlike many of the werewolves he went clothed, to him it was easier, and nothing happened to the clothing he wore. Dressed in his usual shorts and a worn tee he changed back to wolf form as he heard scurrying.

The young boy had gotten his fill a little bit ago, now he was in it for the fun. Bartie stopped, raising his snout, he sniffed the air. The smell of fear was fresh, something knew he was here, and it was probably a deer, he sniffed again then nodded to himself, definitely a deer. A vicious smile came to his mouth, revealing rather large canine teeth. He ran, following the smell. It wasn't long till he caught up with his prey. He pounced on it, staring it down as he lay on top of it. The fear in its eyes was the young werewolves favorite part of the catch, well other than the taste of it's blood flowing into his mouth.

Just as Bartie leaned down to take his first bite out of his catch, he heard something. The young wolf was used to the sound of animals scurrying around, but this was much, much larger than any animal the called the forest a home. He listened, his ears erect. It didn't take long for Bartie to recognize bits of the noise coming towards him. It was the sound of a werewolf running. The young boy jumped of the deer, letting it scamper of into the darkness and changed back into human form. It was effortless and painless.

Bartie turned to face the sound, still in human form. It was getting louder and closer, coming straight for him. Soon he could see a large dark shape running towards him. He braced himself, digging his feet into the ground. If he was anyone else, the impact that came would have thrown him across the forest, maybe even across the island and it the ocean that surrounded it, but with the strength that came with being a werewolf he was only pushed back a bit. Shaking his head, and regaining his balance, Bartie took a deep breath and examined the wolf laying in front of him. He watched as it stood and shift into human form, it was a female. He was used to seeing girls naked, no he wasn't some kind of lady's man, he had just been a werewolf long enough to not be bothered by the site. He smile at the girl dismissing her apology, It's my fault, I should have moved. after he replied, Bartie realized how odd it was that he hadn't moved, thinking about it he shrugged it off. It didn't matter anyways.