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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 10, 2008 22:42:26 GMT -4
Jacob had been walking, thinking about Bella being with that... boy when... suddenly... he exploded. Tufts of fur and Jacob was for sure that he was losing his mind as his skin tore and his shoes and clothing were torn to shreds. There was nothing left of what Jacob had been (both literally and figuratively).
Jacob let out a scream in pain, but it sounded more like a howl. A wounded, dying howl. Looking around himself (why are the colors different? Why does everything else look so strange? And, ugh... what smells so... rank?!), Jacob saw his hands. Or, what he thought were his hands... where his hands should be. But they were paws. Giant, wolf like paws.
What is going on? Jacob whimpered, alone in his mind. He started running away from La Push, deeper into the woods.
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Aurora Lohr
Werewolf
You are fine, you are sweet, but I'm still a bit naive with my heart.
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Post by Aurora Lohr on Jul 19, 2008 19:57:58 GMT -4
She'd been walking through the forest when she smelled another werewolf. But where? Suddenly, she heard a sort of howl.. Or was it a scream? She began running in the direction of it, hoping not to transform.
She smelled the scent getting stronger as she ran, a brownish figure coming into view. As she ran faster, only a few feet behind him now, she tripped, letting out a shrill shriek, knowing that he'd probably heard. She looked up, wondering what he'd do. Standing up, she began after him once more.
He wouldn't attack her... Would he? If he had been paying attention at all, surely he'd have smelled her. And if she had to, she'd transform.
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Post by Jacob Black on Jul 19, 2008 21:52:31 GMT -4
Jacob reared when he saw Aurora. Of course he had seen her around before; she was a member of the tribe. But he had never thought of her as anything special or anything. Jacob crouched down low, ready to pounce if she were to attack. He relaxed, slightly, though when he remembered who it was.
She needs to get out of here... is she okay? Jacob found himself wondering. He didn't feel out of control, except for... well, the obvious. He trotted over to where Aurora had fallen and nudged her with his nose. His dark eyes clearly were wondering if she were okay. How could he convey that to her though? He whimpered as he nudged her again.
[ugh, ick. sorry!]
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Post by Camille Ferth on Jul 19, 2008 21:59:33 GMT -4
She noticed him rearing, but did nothing. She knew that if he had to, he'd attack. She just hoped he'd realize who she was beforehand.
She looked up when he nudged her. She felt a pain in her side, realizing she had fallen on a rock. How nice. When he nudged her again, whimpering, she shook her head, sighing. Running one hand through her hair, she sighed, wondering which one this was. Slowly, she stood up.
Don't worry about me.. I'm fine. Uh, which one are you? She asked. She hadn't been around any of them when they had transformed, so she really didn't know.
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Post by Jacob Black on Aug 3, 2008 22:20:54 GMT -4
Jacob watched on with warm eyes, hoping that she was gonna be okay. He was afraid that she was hurt. He didn't really know, though, how to help her. He didn't know what he could do for the pretty girl.
Jacob didn't know how to convey who he was. He barked twice, playfully. He then rolled his wolfy eyes, panting. He didn't really know how to tell him who he was. He wished that he could, but he couldn't exactly phase either. He knew that if he phased, he'd be naked again. That wouldn't be the best way to show her who he was.
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Aurora Lohr
Werewolf
You are fine, you are sweet, but I'm still a bit naive with my heart.
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Post by Aurora Lohr on Aug 3, 2008 23:09:01 GMT -4
She smiled slightly when he barked playfully. Standing up, she held up her hand, telling him to wait there. Her side hurt slightly, but she ignored it as she ran off. Hiding behind a rather large tree, she stripped down, trying to get herself to phase.
She knew she would if she got mad enough or sad enough, so she thought of her last boyfriend, and soon enough, she'd phased, running back toward him, her dark brown fur flowing in the breeze. It's me. she said, knowing that he probably already knew who she was.
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