werewolf on the prowl

[nomad]

without saying anything i walk over and gentlely pull the female off of the male. "i said when" i pull the female to me and embrace her for a toungue twisting "french" kiss.

 

[mr spikey]

He says 'hi buddy', somehow his scent is similar, not the same but similar. Mickie says ' you like to watch', at that point she comes back over to me. She loosens her robe and sits down on my chest. She uses her fingers on her wet pussy to moisten her anus. She massages my cock to hardness and sits facing the new wolf. It hardens immediately and she slides down onto my cock. I gently press my cock up into her ass, I grab her hips and begin a slow rhythm of pushing in and out of her ass. I can only guess at what the new wolf is doing.

 

[intriguess]

i bite my lip

concentration broken as he pulls me up and off
"recently," i huskily murmur, "he changed quite rapidly," I glance at watch the only thing i'm wearing "about three or four hours at most....why?" wondering why he wants to know and what he wants feeling unusual stirring inside me for both of these werewolves...one newly made one older than 100 for all i knew...

 

[nomad]

"i want to know because ive heard that the worldwide council of our kind have banned any newly made werewolfs. citing overpopulation. it doesn't concern me overmuch, but for you, well i guess its time to hit the road" i sit on the nearby recliner " you will be hunted down very soon, though im not one of them."

[Edited by nomad on 09-06-2000 at 12:46 PM]

 

[mr spikey]

The male pulls her off me and states that the world wide council has banned new wolves. He states that she or we will be hunted down for violating this edict. I am stunned by this news, how can this be? I grab my tattered clothes and some food, and run out of the secluded building. I hide in a shadowy alley, putting on my clothes ( what's left of them) and ravenously eat the small peice of bread and cheese that I managed to take with me. At this point all my animal instincts tell me to hide and survive. It is daylight and the sun beats down on me. I wander the streets trying to find a place to rest. I am exhausted and find sleep trying to overtake my thoughts. I travel into a new part of the city ( at least I part I have not seen since I had been changed). The smell here is very different. Then I realize that I will have to hide my scent, if I am to rest and not be captured.
I duck into an alley. I find several garbage cans filled with rotting refuse. Doing my best not to breath in the foul odor, I cover myself with garbage. Rubbing the discarded mess over myself to help hide my scent.
I turn and run away from the alley. I think of all the things I can do to evade the wolves that will try to hunt me down. I travel through run down areas of the city, going into abandoned buildings and climbing up and over fences and railings. I find a small stream that runs through the city. I dive in and swim to the other side ( not even realizing that I knew how to swim, perhaps I did before I was changed). I find the other bank and climb up soaking wet. I seek out an abandoned building and find a place to rest and sleep. The foul odor from the garbage washed off of me somewhat. I hang up my clothes to let them dry and make a bed out whatever I can find. Sleep comes easily to me and as I drift off into a deep sleep, I remember what Mickie had said to me ' we have nine days'. Nine days until what? What did she mean by that? She had only just started to explain? My thoughts swirled into the blackness of my brain, as sleep overtook me. I still did not know what would happen in nine days.

 

[intriguess]

what?

i manage to gasp, as ken leaves as if a fire had been light under his tail....tail...i hadn't even told him about that yet. i stare at newcomer

"it was an accident," i begin to cry unable to believe my search for a mate led my to this, remembering clare's warning that i must find a mate among one already turned. it hadn't occured to me that she meant this. i pull myself together wiping tears from eyes and ask him to explain the exact wording of this new law so i can fight it

 

[nomad]

bad hoodoo

"my lady having heard it second hand i know not the exact wording but the meaning is clear make any new werewolves the sire and youngling will be hunted down and killed"
i walk behind the female and lean my head down onto her shoulder "if you love the boy its best if you head out now, or you'll never catch him"

 

[intriguess]

I gather my stuf up stuffing it in my backpack dressing in blur of motion, "i will have to change him back," i murmur recalling that since he hadn't experienced a full moon i still had time to cure him. "will you help me track him down? i only have eight days.." i glance at him noting his predatory look wondering how he tracked me here the meeting place had been where ken had been attacked.

 

[nomad]

"since i have nothing better to do...why not?" i pull her along ken's rather strong scent knowing instinctively everywhere he went. after hours of following the boy's scent we find hom "well mam best get done what needs be done

 

[intriguess]

i shiver glancing at him, he had been my first in so many ways, yet i had to let him go. I'm still stronger mainly because I've taken better care of myself in past four days the full moon three days away. I pull out his wrist and savagely bite the vein drinking in his blood until he passes out draining him of enough contaminated blood for his body to revert to human. I stand feeling ill my stomach churning and i recall that bonding was only permanent after first change.....that i had been saved on night of full moon, change had been instant. i slowly stand picking him up like a child and carrying him to place where he'll be found by somone who can take care of him. glancing at the moon i feel urge to return to my pack and accept my failure to find a mate after 2 years of searching

 

[nomad]

scrouging in my duster pocket i find a small bag of stuff which i put in the boy's mouth and use my skills to force his chewing action. "im so sorry mam, i just didn't want anyone hurt because of commitee decisions" i put my arm around the female's shoulder and led her back to her place.
"if there is anything i can do just tell me."

 

[intriguess]

"i just want to go home....he might remember his time with me...psychiatrists will have field day with him," i shake my head softly, "he'll feel such great loss when the full moon appears, but i couldn't let him be killed."

"I just feel ill, and worthless."

 

[nomad]

"sorry 'bout screwing up your love life,miss ahh...what's your name?" i pull the female into a gentle hug " i always did hate giving bad news to good people"

 

[intriguess]

"mickie" i murmur head in his shoulder
"my first lover, first person i changed, i feel so empty inside......i'm guessing you're raoul? or did he send you?" i ask my mind still in blur over activities of past week

 

[nomad]

"nobody sent me. it was merely chance that I was even in the area, much less meet you too. i have been walking the world for hundreds of years, learned thousands of [secrets, spells, dreams, hatreds, follys] , and have broken many hearts. my name is nomad"

 

[mr spikey]

I am dreaming, feeling that she is near. I feel a sharp pain in my wrist and then blackness as I pass out. I am taken to the nearby street and await for someone to find me. There is a wound on my wrist from the bite of the werewolf, and I have lost a lot of blood.

 

[mr spikey]

OOC: Well it looks like I will be left out in the street. Anyways, intrugess I loved the part about the tail. I could see Ken turning around and around trying to figure out why there was a gentle breeze on his butt or trying on a pair of pants and not understanding why they didn't fit. I thought it was a hilarious plot twist, LMAO or in this case LMTO.

 

[intriguess]

OOC well it has been interesting twist in tail, i actually quite enjoyed ken's hunger and innocence.....perhaps

IC

the full moon was rising and she felt her body changing as she lay in wooded area her backpack safely stored her naked body changing altering. she had felt her connection to ken slowly fade and she knew he had been rushed to nearest hospital and she could still sense that he still lived. it tugged at her like a beacon. she knew what direction he was from her without thinking. wondering if he felt it too, the born werewolf had quickly sensed her disinterest as he tried to help her accept her loss. it had been a month and here she was outside the city drawn back to ken like a flame. she had decided if she couldn't have him as werewolf, she'd simply have to be careful and enjoy him as human. but travelling had taken too long and the full moon rose overhead. the change was complete her sleek furred body wanting to run directly to ken but her hunger forcing her to hunt.

 

[nomad]

ooc: hold your horses spikey i'll work ya back in soon enough.

ic: i watch the female amused. it has been ages since ive been forced to shapeshift because of the moon.

 

[intriguess]

i sniff air as i hunt an unusual aroms permeates the air and I slink searching for the source. i knew control over my form could be developed over time but i'd only been a wereling for 6 years and it was rare for someone to manage it before ten years unless they were born part wolf those lucky creatures were adept at changing by the time their human form could walk (about year old) so i wasn't all that surprised to see the older werewolf watching me. i gazed at him my mind still on filling my stomach. animal instincts telling me he wasn't danger to me

 

[mr spikey]

I had awaken in the hospital with an IV in my arm. Apparently I had been here for several days. I had requested some books on werewolves ( getting strange looks from the nurse) and had been trying to read all I could about them. I discovered the term Lycanthropy. I found that it was not a curse, but an ability to shape change at will. True Lycanthropes could change at any time and were not bound by the phases of the moon ( this was just folkore). I did discover one other thing. Lycanthropes did have the ability to transmit their infliction to their victims. This was the legend of the werewolf, turning his victims into bloodthirsty beasts whenever the moon was full. I asked the nurse when the next full moon was and she replied tomorrow night. I lay in bed stunned. Would I turn into a savage killer tomorrow night, not knowing who I would kill? I tried to sleep that night, but all I could think about was the female. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I sensed her. Was she searching for me? Or was she trying to find me to prevent me from killing or perhaps to help me kill? As I drifted off into a light fitful sleep, I wondered what would happen to me.

 

[mr spikey]

OOC: sorry nomad, I was being patient ( at least I thought so). I was hoping another person would join the thread, perhaps a kindly female nurse to save me and nurse me back to health.

 

[nomad]

i walk away from the female and head to where i left my motorcycle. i get on and head toward the airport. i buy a ticket to spain, the council's headquarters.

 

[intriguess]

as the night passes the moon finally setting, my body slowly returning to normal....i shake it off and look in the river, i always looked a bit different physically after shapeshifting. It was sign of control over my abilities. I wondered where he had gone and why he had been watching me. I get my backpack running fingers through my now curly red hair, my green eyes shining as i slide my jeans on. i glanced down my body was same size as always only my face had changed. i blinked. would ken recognize me? would he accept me in new form each month? i headed for the hospital hoping he was still there and safe

 

[intriguess]

death after three pages?

is there some sort of unspoken rule that once something gets to be three pages it starts to collect dust?