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sixwordstories2014-05-13 08:33 pm
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Sitting in the shadows. Watching. Waiting.
roddy_reinigen) wrote in sixwordstories2014-05-13 08:33 pm
Hope this is okay? If not, I can edit.
It took a while, about 20 minutes to get there, but Carolyn was used to running--and it felt especially good to change to into her were self before she took off at a gallop into the woods. When she got almost to his place, she could smell something that was almost certainly Roddy himself. Where he was though? She had yet been able to tell.
The section of woods he was standing in was very, very shrouded in darkness. The trees were so clustered together that the light of the moon barely made it through the covering of leaves.
So, still fully in her were state, she came to a skidded stop and then she slowly began to walk forward with a slight growl like sound as she sniffed at the air. Her blackened nose, and whiskers were both twitching as she did so. His smell became even more intense as she walked closer, so she stopped to look around. There was a trailer not that far off from where she came, with a van out front, as well as a grouping of cages with small, and large rats inside of each of them. She had to be very close to his home. The moon was lighting up the area of his home pretty nicely, so she didn't want to come out into the open and freak someone unknowing of their situations out with her presence.
So, she called out to him.]
Roddy? I can smell you, but where are you? [She called out toward where she could sense him standing in. She pulled back slightly then, moving toward the bit of woods where it was darker--more in shadows with lots of trees. That way she could change form. The sounds of bones resetting, and whimpers of pain could be heard from her since her change was always very, very painful. Especially due to how her legs were bent in an unnatural way--unnatural for a girl--not her wolf.]
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Over here. Are...you okay?
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Uh, yeah man--why? [Then she looked down to her legs, and back up. Shrugging her shoulders a bit.]
Eh? You mean because of this? [Her nose wiggled a bit as she thought, she canted her head to the side as her tail wagged behind her, lifting the purple skirt up a bit in the back.]
It hurts, like hell. But, I take it that was why the witch cursed me in the first place. She hates our family, so the more we have to experience for her pain, the better--I guess.
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[He pronounced 'woge' like 'voga', trying to capture the german accent it was supposed to be said in, the way it was pronounced to him.]
Maybe it's because this isn't a curse, though.
[His nose twitched, rodent like in it's movements, as he got a better sense of her scent.]
But you don't lose control or anything on the full moon?
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Well, I see it as a curse because I always feel alone, and my changes have been scary and painful. Especially when I was a baby, and had to change during the full moon, I couldn't even walk. My legs bent back like this, I grew a tail, and I was still an infant.
[She sighed, and looked up to the moon, which was almost fully lit, but not yet.] Of course I do, and imagine doing it as a baby...and no one in your family knows what happened to you, and you have no one else you can talk to about it.
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Yeah, that definitely sounds like it would suck. And it's way different from how things happened with me...and happen with me. It's a little better not being the only one who knows you change though, right?
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