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Michael looked up and he thanked God he was in wolf form because he would totally be blushing the way her eyes gleamed and the way her hair fell off her shoulders... So glad. He dropped the body and turned into himself. "Yeah, it's me," He said with a smile. He looked down at the body and sighed. He turned back into his wolf form and kept pulling the monster towards the cave. Almost... ARGH! There!! He thought.Katrina was able to open her eyes half way and see her people. "I'm... fine..." Katrina tried to fight. She didn't want to look like a looser and not strong enough for her tribe. "God... just FIGHT!" She mumbled to herself aloud. Why does this hurt so much?! It's just a little...Little scratch... NO! NO! Don't fall asleep! She touched her shoulder and realized it was a lot closer to her heart than she thought. "May...Maybe that's why..." She passed out yet again. NO WAKE UP! FOR YOUR TRIBE! I just want to not wake up... But I gotta... fight...
((may the fan-girling commence XD))
Lucia smirked and placed her hands on her hips. "Alright!" She grinned and gave him a thumbs up. "You can do it! Just a little farther!" Se said, pretending it was a snail race. "YES! AND THE WNNDER IS MY MICHAEL!" Her voice was filled with pride and as he came into the cave, she dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his soft fur. "My hero!" She teased, chuckling slightly as she closed her eyes. He was so warm, physically and mentally.
Conor looked down at her with a mixture of pity and awe. "Your a pain in the @$$" He mumbled and pushed through the crowd of people that had gathered and barged into the large red and white tent. "Rory! Get you butt here now!" He demanded and lay the brunette down onto a nearby table. "Your safe-ish now." He muttered then left as the doctor started cleaning the wound.
Lucia smirked and placed her hands on her hips. "Alright!" She grinned and gave him a thumbs up. "You can do it! Just a little farther!" Se said, pretending it was a snail race. "YES! AND THE WNNDER IS MY MICHAEL!" Her voice was filled with pride and as he came into the cave, she dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in his soft fur. "My hero!" She teased, chuckling slightly as she closed her eyes. He was so warm, physically and mentally.
Conor looked down at her with a mixture of pity and awe. "Your a pain in the @$$" He mumbled and pushed through the crowd of people that had gathered and barged into the large red and white tent. "Rory! Get you butt here now!" He demanded and lay the brunette down onto a nearby table. "Your safe-ish now." He muttered then left as the doctor started cleaning the wound.
((XDXD Right!))Michael couldn't help but laugh when she cheered him on. He hadn't really had that done before... except when fighting with mates... As he finally got his friend to the cave, she was so excited we he finally got to the cave and when she wrapped her arms around his neck, he started smiling and blushing. He nuzzled his head against her head and closed his eyes. Am I falling in love? Is it just a crush? Am I just a confused werewolf? I feel like she's mine... I've never felt so much passion for just one person... I have to be in love. I have never felt this strongly for a person before. He returned to his human form and looked at her. He slowly leaned in and kissed her cheek. He smiled and closed his eyes, leaning his head onto her's. He kept remembering about his dead friend and how he would have to try and heal him or call the pack but he couldn't keep his eyes off of Lucia. She's bewitched me. Michael thought.
Katrina felt almost out of body. She could see the doctor, she could hear Conor mutter out the words, "Your safe-ish now." She went outside the tent and saw her best friend and terror was in her eyes. "Oh my gosh... I should have went with her! I shouldn't of let her go off like that! Oh my godddddd...." Katrina walked over to her friend and touched her shoulder. "Chill the frick out girl," Katrina moaned. "You're almost too worried about everything. I can't die anytime soon. I have a tribe to look after." Her friend looked calmer, but still nervous. Katrina returned to her body and observed it. It was fascinating to just look at it and it felt so unreal just to look at it. It was one of the strangest feelings ever. Noo I gotta go back. But I am pain free. Katrina huffed and closed her eyes. Gotta go back...
Katrina felt the pain crash over her like a wave. She moaned in pain as the doctor pushed her other shoulder down, for Katrina was trying to roll over. I live I guess... Katrina thought.
((OH MAH GOD!))
Lucia chuckled. Her hold on his loosened as he changed form then he did something she never thought he would do, he leaned in and kissed her cheek. This caused a blush to creep onto the monsters face. Butterflies seemed to by fluttering everywhere in her stomach it was a nice, comforting feeling that she could get used to. Her hold on him tightened once again. "You're awesome, wolfy." She murmured then pulled away, rubbing the back of her neck. Her attention was dragged towards the deer that would now be their dinner for the next two days. "Let's start skinning this baby." She said hesitantly.
Conor rubbed his face with his hands and walked towards his brother who crashed him with a hug. "Are you alright?" He asked a frantic look in his wide brown eyes. Conor rolled his eyes but nodded all the same and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm fine, dude." "What about Ka-" "She's fine, she'll pull through, so stop worrying about nothing." "What attacked you?" "Shut up! You're giving me a head-ache!" He snapped and stalked towards the small brown tent that was his and fell into his comforter.
Lucia chuckled. Her hold on his loosened as he changed form then he did something she never thought he would do, he leaned in and kissed her cheek. This caused a blush to creep onto the monsters face. Butterflies seemed to by fluttering everywhere in her stomach it was a nice, comforting feeling that she could get used to. Her hold on him tightened once again. "You're awesome, wolfy." She murmured then pulled away, rubbing the back of her neck. Her attention was dragged towards the deer that would now be their dinner for the next two days. "Let's start skinning this baby." She said hesitantly.
Conor rubbed his face with his hands and walked towards his brother who crashed him with a hug. "Are you alright?" He asked a frantic look in his wide brown eyes. Conor rolled his eyes but nodded all the same and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm fine, dude." "What about Ka-" "She's fine, she'll pull through, so stop worrying about nothing." "What attacked you?" "Shut up! You're giving me a head-ache!" He snapped and stalked towards the small brown tent that was his and fell into his comforter.
((LOL I AM LOVING THISSS))Michael looked at the deer she stared at, then back to his friend. "Yeah, but I need to do something before I can join in on the fun." Michael went over to his friend and looked at the stab wounds. One in the throat, several the chest area as so the stomach area. He shook his head. He put his head up against his chest and listened for a heart beat. Nothing. Tears crept into his eyes as he kept listening for some sort of life that tingled within his friend. Nothing. At all. His wife and children would be distraught to know he was dead. He buried his head in his fur and started to cry. His like-uncle was now dead, thanks to those hunters. He wished there was something he could do, but you can't remove fate. Michael felt anger and sadness for his like uncle and hate towards the hunters. He wrapped his arms around the dead creature and sobbed.
((I AM TO!))
Lucia siled and nodded then waved him out as he left. "Cool! See ya!" She said then pulled out a from under her belt and started to do the dirty work. After a half an hour she stated to get worries and stood up, wiping the blood on her knees. The deer was half done, but surely her friend was more important. The blonde stepped out of the cave and looked around. "Michael?" She asked softly and looked around. She quickly closed the cave entrance with the boulder, another thing about her powers; she was a lot stronger than she let on. She walked around for a little bit then came across a sight that made breath catch in her throat. He looked so vulnerable, and sad. Her heart broke for him but it wasn't safe out here. Se made her way towards him then crouched next to him. "I'm sorry, wolfy." She said, using his new-found nickname to try and ease the seriousness of the situation.
Lucia siled and nodded then waved him out as he left. "Cool! See ya!" She said then pulled out a from under her belt and started to do the dirty work. After a half an hour she stated to get worries and stood up, wiping the blood on her knees. The deer was half done, but surely her friend was more important. The blonde stepped out of the cave and looked around. "Michael?" She asked softly and looked around. She quickly closed the cave entrance with the boulder, another thing about her powers; she was a lot stronger than she let on. She walked around for a little bit then came across a sight that made breath catch in her throat. He looked so vulnerable, and sad. Her heart broke for him but it wasn't safe out here. Se made her way towards him then crouched next to him. "I'm sorry, wolfy." She said, using his new-found nickname to try and ease the seriousness of the situation.
Michael looked over at Lucia and he tried to not cry. "T-The hunters.. they-they did this." He tried his hardest to lift his head off of his like-uncle, but he slumped back down on the body and started to cry. He turned to look at Lucia and spoke again, "I hav-have to call the tribe, a-as so his family..." Michael turned back into his werewolf form and slowly pushed himself up. The sadness in his eyes grew and he howled the most depressed howl a person could ever hear. He did a second time and then slumped to the ground, crying. He moved himself towards Lucia and rested his head on her lap and looked up at her. He then covered his eyes with his paws and cried.
((BABY DON'T CRY! ;-;))
Lucia gave him a reassuring smile. "I will do it if it's to hard." She murmured softly and rubbed his head with her hand, threading her fingers through his brown fur. "You know, we all die, it's just a matter of time, but the main thing is, is that when we're dead, we never really die. We live in the hearts of others, and as long as they remember us, we never truly die. But when they do start, forgetting; well, I like to look at it as if we're being reincarnated." Her words were out of experience. Fate, life, destiny whatever people wanted to call it, was not always kind yet it was very hard to forget.
Lucia gave him a reassuring smile. "I will do it if it's to hard." She murmured softly and rubbed his head with her hand, threading her fingers through his brown fur. "You know, we all die, it's just a matter of time, but the main thing is, is that when we're dead, we never really die. We live in the hearts of others, and as long as they remember us, we never truly die. But when they do start, forgetting; well, I like to look at it as if we're being reincarnated." Her words were out of experience. Fate, life, destiny whatever people wanted to call it, was not always kind yet it was very hard to forget.
((XDDDDDDDDDDD Mollie you crack me up!))Michael looked up at Lucia and acknowledged the words she spoke. Every word she spoke was so true and so intelligent. He admired her even more. He pushed himself up and positioned himself into a sitting position and looked at Lucia. He still felt the sting of pain from the death, but he felt better from her words. He heard the howl of others and he quickly looked in the direction of where it came from. He howled again and waited for a response. Within a minute, it came back. He looked at Lucia and turned back to human to make things easier. "They howl for they know someone is dead. I need to meet them and tell them who." He kissed her head passionately and looked into her eyes. "I want you to come with me. Your words made me feel so much better and my family will feel the same pain I feel." He leaned in close to her, enough where she could feel his breath on her face. "I don't want to loose you too," He whispered. "Who knows what hunters are out and about. Please come with me."
((YES!!!!!!!!! SCORE!!!!!!))
Lucia looked up at him as he spoke and smiled. "Of course! I'll come with you-" She murmured then her cheeks turned a shade of a ripe tomato. He was so close, she could feel his breath on her face, he breath smelt minty. How? Did werewolves brush their teeth? They looked clean, all nice and white- look at those canines- No Lucia! Don't get distracted! She ordered herself. "You won't loose me, I'm- I'm the Female Hulk." She stuttered. She could still feel his lips on her head, which made her blush a little more. "I wonder what your lips feel like," She murmured and caressed his face with her hands and leaned I, giving him a kiss. She pulled away after a moment. "Soft..." she murmured then gasped and stumbled to her feet. "I di NOT just do that!" She said her eyes wide with embarrassment and shame. "Let's g-go!" She said an quickly turned around.
Lucia looked up at him as he spoke and smiled. "Of course! I'll come with you-" She murmured then her cheeks turned a shade of a ripe tomato. He was so close, she could feel his breath on her face, he breath smelt minty. How? Did werewolves brush their teeth? They looked clean, all nice and white- look at those canines- No Lucia! Don't get distracted! She ordered herself. "You won't loose me, I'm- I'm the Female Hulk." She stuttered. She could still feel his lips on her head, which made her blush a little more. "I wonder what your lips feel like," She murmured and caressed his face with her hands and leaned I, giving him a kiss. She pulled away after a moment. "Soft..." she murmured then gasped and stumbled to her feet. "I di NOT just do that!" She said her eyes wide with embarrassment and shame. "Let's g-go!" She said an quickly turned around.
((LOLOLOLOL))Michael laughed at her comment of her being the female hulk. But as she kissed him, he didn't want to stop kissing her. Her lips were so soft and sweet. He felt a connection between them strengthen as they kissed and sparks flew. Butterflies were in his stomach but as she pulled away, he was almost disappointed. He stared in her eyes and as she gasped and pulled away, he became concerned before he started smiling again. "Ahem. Ma'am? I think to make life easier you should ride on my back?" He stood up and walked towards her. "Come on," He said with a smile and shifted back into his werewolf form and awaited for her to jump on.
((cue the one sided awkwardness *grins evily*))
Lucia nodded then carefully climbed onto his back, her body tense. Why had she done that?! He probably thinks I'm a prostitute now! Damn it! She sighed then lay forward onto his back, holding her face in her hands. "Thank you." She squeaked, her voice cracking slightly. I am so screwed, she thought and breathed deeply, trying to calm her tap-dancing heart.
Lucia nodded then carefully climbed onto his back, her body tense. Why had she done that?! He probably thinks I'm a prostitute now! Damn it! She sighed then lay forward onto his back, holding her face in her hands. "Thank you." She squeaked, her voice cracking slightly. I am so screwed, she thought and breathed deeply, trying to calm her tap-dancing heart.
((XDXDXD))Michael howled and run towards the sound of other dogs' howls and barks. Within ten minutes, his pack and him met in a circle with trees aligning the circle. The pack and his friend's family saw the sadness in his eyes and the started barking. Where is the body?! One barked. Who died? asked another. Was it someone we know? Michael barked loud enough to make them stop. "The dead body is Uncle Marcus. The hunters killed him just today. As I was hunting for the girl on my back and myself, I-I found two hunters walking away. One male, one female. They tried to kill my-- The loveliness the rests on my back and I was capable to get her out of there. The day before, they tried to kill me. I went to see who the body was and it was our loved Marcus. There was nothing I could do to save him. It was already too late. Silence rested throughout the pack and then one started to howl. Then another, then another, and the entire pack chimed in. Lead us the way. A older wolf spoke. Michael nodded and ran them towards the location of the body.
When they reached there, they all stared at the body and Marcus's loving wife and children began to cry. The pack started to walk over the the body and licked his wounds. As they all licked the wounds, one by one, they howled again, and there was silence. They all turned into human and stared at the body. some hugged each other, some remained alone, not wanting to be touched, others held themselves. As Michael turned human, he turned around and looked at Lucia. "You may think this is kinda weird... He all licked his wounds, for we do not want him to suffer from mysterious scars for his next life, if he chooses to come back, and to possibly help him heal quicker than most. It's kinda a traditional thing." Michael was trying so hard not to cry again, but quickly broke down.
Lucia kept silent through the whole ideal. It was strange but passionate at the same time. Her kind were never like this and in a way it brought a pang of guilt and jealousy which she quickly dismissed. Everyone was their own, some more alike than others, unfortunately, Lucia did not fit into that category. She was the outsider, the outcast, the person who cries and laughs at the wrong times. The weird one. But she was alright with that, there was no one left of her family who could severely judge her for it. So, why should she care anyway?
As they returned to the body she paid more attention to the body language of the wolves, to the sorrowful howls, the way they seemed to honour the dead by licking his wounds clean until there was almost none left. It was quite, magical, and she stared in awe, like a child who just witnessed the first sight of snow. She looked up at him and smiled brightly. "It's fine, just think about what I said earlier!" She said, then she drew her eyebrows together as he started crying once again. She rubbed his arm awkwardly, remembering that she had kissed him in front of this warrior. Awkward... But he needed he, so, she swallowed down her pride and gave him a warm, kind hug.
As they returned to the body she paid more attention to the body language of the wolves, to the sorrowful howls, the way they seemed to honour the dead by licking his wounds clean until there was almost none left. It was quite, magical, and she stared in awe, like a child who just witnessed the first sight of snow. She looked up at him and smiled brightly. "It's fine, just think about what I said earlier!" She said, then she drew her eyebrows together as he started crying once again. She rubbed his arm awkwardly, remembering that she had kissed him in front of this warrior. Awkward... But he needed he, so, she swallowed down her pride and gave him a warm, kind hug.
Michael wrapped his arms around her waist and cried. "It's been so long since I've felt this pain... so long..." He sobbed. "I know everyone dies but it wasn't his time. His time was cut short by them..." He cried so hard and the wife of Marcus spoke darkly. "I shall avenge you, my love. I will make sure our kind is never hurt again by them. Their cold hearts. Their horrible ways of thinking. I will avenge you." Her children cried and she held them close. Michael's father walked over to Lucia and Michael and cleared his throat. Michael looked over at his father and hugged him tightly. "I'm sorry dad. I'm sorry we had to meet like this." His father hugged him. "Let us meet not by negative ways next time. Let us meet in good conditions from now on." Michael nodded and closed his eyes tightly. The girl caught his father's eye and he asked, "May I ask who this lovely lady is?" Michael looked at Lucia and spoke, "Lucia... my..." He whispered something in his father's ear and his father smirked and nodded. "I'm am Christian, Michael's father." He stuck out his hand for Lucia to shake it.
((Gah, so beautiful!))
Lucia winced as he cried. So much pain and loss in his voice, it cut her deeply. She rubbed his back soothingly. Though when the wife spoke she froze for a moment before continuing to sooth Michael the best way she could. "At least he's in heaven now, I bet you he'll be hunting all he wants." She said, trying to cheer him and everyone else up, though she doubted they heard her as her voice was so small. A tall man approached them and Lucia tensed for a second but relaxed soon after. So this is his father, Jesus Christ, they look so much alike! They're related so obviously Lucia, her thoughts now had voices of their own, oh joy. She looked up at the man, meeting his gaze. She put on a smile and took his hand in her soft ones and gave a firm shake. "Nice to meet you, sir. I'm Lucia!"
Lucia winced as he cried. So much pain and loss in his voice, it cut her deeply. She rubbed his back soothingly. Though when the wife spoke she froze for a moment before continuing to sooth Michael the best way she could. "At least he's in heaven now, I bet you he'll be hunting all he wants." She said, trying to cheer him and everyone else up, though she doubted they heard her as her voice was so small. A tall man approached them and Lucia tensed for a second but relaxed soon after. So this is his father, Jesus Christ, they look so much alike! They're related so obviously Lucia, her thoughts now had voices of their own, oh joy. She looked up at the man, meeting his gaze. She put on a smile and took his hand in her soft ones and gave a firm shake. "Nice to meet you, sir. I'm Lucia!"
((I know! I keep tearing up writing this! This writing is deeeeep. lol))"Nice to meet you. I thank you for comforting my son as he cried for this long. I haven't seen him cry this long..." Christian bit his lip, "Since his mother died when he was 7." Christian then closed his eyes as a tear rolled down his face. He then inhaled and exhaled quickly and looked at the two. "How long have you two been going out?" Michael buried his face in his hands. "What? You said she was a love interest!" Michael's fingernails clawed into his head. "Uh, what I meant to say is... how long have you know each other? Heh heh..." Michael then inhaled and slowly exhaled.
((Yes! But I cracked up at this!))
Lucia nodded and frowned, averting her gaze. "I'm sorry for your losses, sir." She said and pulled her hand away as gently as possible. Just as she was about to say something funny her jaw nearly dropped to the ground. "W-what?" She asked then chuckled, waving it off. "We've known each-other for about what, five days maybe more? I don't know." She said a blush upon her pale cheeks. I'm a love interest? What the heck does that mean? Is it bad? It doesn't mean that I'm a concubine does it? I'll soon fin out one way or another!
Lucia nodded and frowned, averting her gaze. "I'm sorry for your losses, sir." She said and pulled her hand away as gently as possible. Just as she was about to say something funny her jaw nearly dropped to the ground. "W-what?" She asked then chuckled, waving it off. "We've known each-other for about what, five days maybe more? I don't know." She said a blush upon her pale cheeks. I'm a love interest? What the heck does that mean? Is it bad? It doesn't mean that I'm a concubine does it? I'll soon fin out one way or another!
((XD Yay!))"Yeah somewhere around there..." Michael said through his hands. He look at Lucia and said, "I'll explain what a love interest is to you later." Michael glared at his father and his father smiled and asked "What?" Michael rubbed his temples and said, "I'm going to go talk to my brother... I'll be right back." His dad nodded and watched Michael walk over to his brother for the first time in two and a half years. Ever since Michael moved out or ran away, whatever he did. Christian shook his head and looked at Lucia. "So, I suppose you from around these forests?" He asked awkwardly, trying to start a conversation.
Lucia chuckled and crossed her arms. "You better." he teased, but had a dangerous glint in her eyes that told him that she was not one to be toyed with. She turned to Christian and shook her head. "No actually, I'm more up south. I just recently came here to these woods. What about you have you lived here long?" She asked. Unlike most, the girl liked small talk, it was nice and to her it showed that someone was generally trying to be interested in one another, which was sweet.
"Really! That is quite shocking. I would naturally assume that someone like you would live in these parts. No wonder I haven't seen you around. As for me, I was born and raised in these woods. My parents taught me how to hunt and defend myself at the circle we were just at. I have good, and yet sad memories in these forests." Christian's eyes gleamed with happiness yet shined with sadness. He smiled and looked in the direction of the boulder. "I'd say about 10 minutes from here is a boulder, that is where I met Michael's mother and we fought over a deer before we began deep conversation and feasted together from the deer. Amazing memories."
Lucia's eyes widened as she listened. "That sounds nice." She commented, yet had a strange feeling that that's almost exactly how Michael and she met. The thought made her chuckle a little. "So, are all of you pure blooded werewolves?" She asked, crossing her arms and leaning against a nearby tree, tucking a blonde strand behind her ear.
"Marcus's family isn't 100% werewolf. He is some different type monster and he had off spring with my dear friend so his children are half werewolf half something. I do not recall of what monster he spoke he was, but he was awfully nice. Those bloody hunters... that had the last kill and we want peace from them. Now we have to this kill thing again." His face became cross his the thought. Michael and his brother were laughing as they walked over. "Lucia, this is my Daniel. Daniel this is my love interest Lucia." Daniel smiled brightly, his cheeks still a little red from crying. "Pleasure to meet you!" Daniel and Michael looked at each other for a moment then looked back over. Christian laughed. "You still talk to each other through your eyes after all this time.""It's a bad habit to break," Michael chuckled. Christian smiled and rolled his eyes.
Lucia nodded. "I see." She murmured and rubbed her chin. "Humans, I'll never understand what goes in their heads." She muttered sourly but managed a dazzling smile as Michael introduced her to his brother Daniel. "Wow, all three of you look so much alike." She murmured, it reminded her relationship with her father, out of two boys and three girls she was the only one to inherit his eyes and sense of humour; the rest was all from her mother. She missed them, and wandered what her sister would have done if he had chosen to take Lucia on his quest for justice. She may never know.
"Really? I thought Daniel looked identical to his mother!" Daniel laughed. "You tell me that almost every time you see me!" "I can't help it! You look like her!"
"Mom was beautiful wasn't she?"
"Very much so. Most beautiful woman I'd ever seen." Michael started smiling watching the two engage in talk. They have a better relationship that Michael and his father due to the fact Michael always wanted to be free and live on his own while his brother wanted to help rule the tribe and give justice to those who deserve it. Michael laughed and shook his head as they playfully fought like his pack always would to show affection. So amusing to watch those two. Michael looked over at Lucia, walked over to her, and kissed her on the cheek.
Lucia smiled then turned to look up at Michael. "We need to talk." She said, then not so gracefully, grabbed his collar and dragged him out of ear-shot then pushed him up against the tree, now holding onto his shirt with both hands. "What does love interest mean?" She demanded, her eyes burning with a dangerous untameable flame. She silently prayed that it wasn't something bad! Michael wouldn't dare lie to her! Not in this situation anyway! Surely... but maybe... No! He wouldn't.
"L-Love interest means that you see a person you really like and feel a burning passion towards but haven't found the courage to ask that person to be your mate... or girlfriend... And are you alright? You seem a bit angry..." Micheal spoke. Why was she demanding to know right then and there? Is she really that curious to know what it was? And was why she agitated? He hoped the funeral wasn't triggering some kind of emotion.
"Is that so?" She asked, tightening her grip on his shirt. The fire in her eyes died down a little and she pulled away slightly, but not letting go of his collar. "I just thought love interest was meant as an insult." She mumbled and rubbed her neck. "I'm sorry if I scared you, wolfy-boy." The fire was completely gone now then she looked up at him and smiled, then noticed their closeness and pulled away gently, blushing furiously.
"No, I'd never ever insult a beautiful woman like yourself," he said softly. As she let go of his collar he wrapped his arms her waist not wanting to let her go. He whispered to her gently, "no need to apologize. I understand if events like this causes you to become upset. And Lucia, I-I think I am falling for you. You are so kind and beautiful and," He started to smile, "a great kisser. Will you be my mate? I mean girlfriend?"
Lucia was about to walk away but felt a pair of arms wrapping around her waist. All the words coming out of his mouth were so sweet and honest, she felt her knees shaking. He had that sort of affect on her. At the mention of her being a good kisser she blushed and shoved him lightly. "Shut up, wolfy." She said and licked her dry lips. Was she able to love? Well, probably, everything was capable of love but could she risk it. She looked up at him, "That sounds quite nice, so yes?" She said softly.
Michael smiled widely and kissed her. He ran his hand up her back and into her hair and started running his fingers through it. As he pulled back, he looked in her eyes and smiled. He loved the way her eyes sparkled and the color of her bright red cheeks. Her blonde hair was so thick and rich with moisture that he couldn't stop playing with it.
Lucia chuckled but was soon silenced by his lips. They were so soft and warm. Cautiously, she wrapped her arms around his neck, luckily she was just the right height and for once she was grateful for it. As he pulled away she smiled with a dazed expression on her face. "What is it with you and my hair?" The girl asked with cheeky smile.
He rested his head on her head and stared into her eyes more "It's so soft and long and beautiful, like you. I can't help myself from playing with it. I can stop I mean if you don't want me playing with your hair."
Lucia chuckled and nuzzled her face into his shoulder, appreciating the sudden warmth. "No, it's fine." She said softly and held him tighter. "Can I ask you a question, Michael?" She asked.
"Anything at all," Michael responded as he pressed his lips against her head.((Lol, I didn't know what else to put))
((Lol, um, maybe Katrina thanks Conor for saving her sort of? And then wife and children of Marcus go out for revenge and then Wolfy and Lucia try to stop it?))
((LOL Yes!! We shall begin this right away! Riiight after you post, we shall have Conor and Katrina come in.))
((Yay!))
Lucia smiled and sighed with content. "You know, my kind don't usually allow this. So I'm not used to this sort of thing, but i's very, very nice." She said softly and kissed his cheek gently after he kissed her head. She found it rather funny really. It was like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders and instead had been given a light fluffy cloud.
Lucia smiled and sighed with content. "You know, my kind don't usually allow this. So I'm not used to this sort of thing, but i's very, very nice." She said softly and kissed his cheek gently after he kissed her head. She found it rather funny really. It was like a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders and instead had been given a light fluffy cloud.
"I don't understand why they don't allow this... You are amazing and everyone deserves a chance at love." He swore he was not letting her go anytime soon. This was one of the greatest days, and yet the worst days, of his entire life.Katrina woke up the throbbing pain in her shoulder... well, more or less her chest area. She looked around for the doctor and saw there was no one in the tent except for her. She sat up and looked around, trying to ignore the pain. She got off of the cot, grabbed her jacket, and walked outside. When her best friend Patrica saw her, she darted for her and hugged her, "Oh my gosh Kat! I am so sorry--" "You stress too much it's okay." She smiled and then concern grew across her face. "Who brought me back here?" Patrica looked down at the ground. "Conor..." Kat looked horrified. "Him?!" Patrica nodded. "Thank you..." Kat said as she headed for Conor's tent. She finally made it over there and opened up the tent. "Conor?" Katrina said surprisingly soothing. She was even surprised with herself.
"well Bezurkers aren't supposed to feel anything apart from blood-lust and rage. So, because we wanted to keep the tradition going for our ancestors, we decided never to love. My parents hated each-other and the only ounce of love my siblings and me ever got was a pat on the back congratulating us for passing whichever test they gave us." She explained with a frown on her face.
Conor sat up, rubbing his face with his hands. "Who is it?" He asked sleepily. He looked up and frowned. "Just remember, I saved you @$$ so don't go insulting me now, because I have had it." He warned and got up, stretching before going on a search to find his T-Shirt.
Conor sat up, rubbing his face with his hands. "Who is it?" He asked sleepily. He looked up and frowned. "Just remember, I saved you @$$ so don't go insulting me now, because I have had it." He warned and got up, stretching before going on a search to find his T-Shirt.
"That's not right... you all deserve it. Even though love can sometimes be a dangerous thing, it's worth the shot. I mean... mental and physical affection is the key to help love bloom, but honesty and other things are used to help keep that love going." He rubbed her back.Katrina stared at him blankly, looking at his tattoos. "What sh** are you smoking. I didn't come to b*tch and complain about you dumb @$$. I came to thank you for saving my @$$. Now I'm going to go now since you apparently aren't ready for my thank you." Katrina rolled her eyes and left the tent, not looking back.
Lucia shrugged. "Well, I didn't make the rules, but now I do!" She said fist-pumping the air and accidentally punching Michael in the jaw. "Oh my God, I am so sorry." She said between fits of giggles. She pulled away and cupped his jaw into her hand gently. "No brusin' yet!" She announced, sounding quite pleased with herself.
"I'm going crazy." Conor muttered as she left. Did she actually say thank you? Unbelievable! It was a miracle! The angels-- or demons depending on how you looked at it -- had blessed her! And she actually said thank you! "I think I might cry." He muttered sarcastically and threw on a white T-Shirt before going out, running his hand through his bed hair.
"I'm going crazy." Conor muttered as she left. Did she actually say thank you? Unbelievable! It was a miracle! The angels-- or demons depending on how you looked at it -- had blessed her! And she actually said thank you! "I think I might cry." He muttered sarcastically and threw on a white T-Shirt before going out, running his hand through his bed hair.
"You're fine," Michael laughed, rubbing his jaw. "No bruising yet. We're pretty hard to hurt and this was a simple uppercut. I used to get those all the time when I was fighting against my pack over the dumbest things." He laughed at the thought.Patrica looked at Katrina. "How'd it go?" Katrina rolled her eyes. "Don't even get me started." "I presume bad," Patrica shook her head. "He thought I went in there to insult him. People know I have a heart... sometimes... But that's not the point! He is just an @$$..." Patrica warped her arm around Katrina. "You go get some rest," Patrica said kindly. Katrina went inside her tent and lied down on her cot. She looked down on her injury and smiled. "Another battle scar to tell my grand kids about," Katrina teased.
Lucia tilted her head, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Hard to bruise eh? Can I test that theory?" She asked curiously, massaging her hands to get te softened up. Whenever she heard something like this, she either went into awe, suspicion, curiosity or all three. This was one of these times when it was all three.
Conor walked by Katrina's tent and paused. Something to tell her grand-kids? "Didn't know you were that old." He smirked, then cleared his throat. After he had briefly told his encounter to his brother, he ha demanded he go and apologize. So, here he was. "I know you want to sleep, so I'll make this quick; 'm sorry for being an @$$hat to you back there." He said, then turned around and left but before he did he said, "You're very strong, and everyone admires you for that." Then he was gone.
Conor walked by Katrina's tent and paused. Something to tell her grand-kids? "Didn't know you were that old." He smirked, then cleared his throat. After he had briefly told his encounter to his brother, he ha demanded he go and apologize. So, here he was. "I know you want to sleep, so I'll make this quick; 'm sorry for being an @$$hat to you back there." He said, then turned around and left but before he did he said, "You're very strong, and everyone admires you for that." Then he was gone.
"Only when I am being a jerk," Michael said. "And I promise you this now, I will never hurt you. I promise. I am too much in love with you to ever hurt you." He admired her tough and bold spirit and how she was not afraid to speak her mind.Katrina stared at Conor as he said those words and as he left. She started rambling to herself aloud. "He's gotta be doing drugs. He's high. He is so high that the clouds are his new buds. No just no. He'd never say anything nice. You can count on that! Just no!" She curled up in a ball and tried to get her mind off of Conor.
Lucia laughed then leaned against him. "OKay, I'll just have to fin someway to tick you off then." She murmured and looked up at him by craning her neck, making her look like a lost child in the rain, even if it wasn't raining... His eyes were so nice... dark, warm... like melted chocolate!
Conor stretched and walked past his brother who was glaring at him. "I hope you apologised!" He warned. "Relax bro! I had it all under control, I bet you she doesn't believe me though." "Who would?" "- good point." They both walked towards the training area and Conor started teaching his brother, the chef, how to defend himself with a large stick.
Conor stretched and walked past his brother who was glaring at him. "I hope you apologised!" He warned. "Relax bro! I had it all under control, I bet you she doesn't believe me though." "Who would?" "- good point." They both walked towards the training area and Conor started teaching his brother, the chef, how to defend himself with a large stick.
Conor rolled his eyes. "That's right, just you keep quiet!" He muttered and jogged into the camp-sight. "Medic!" He yelled, his voice booming over the silent chatter of hunters. All eyes were on him and the body of Katrina. For a moment everything was still until a young boy ran of into one of the big tents to get the local medic.