09-25-2015, 12:07 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2
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Originally Posted by Hera The figure slid from his back, flopping to the floor.
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Was it okay? HAD HE SCARED IT? It wasn't... hurt, was it? Was that what the whining was about? Because now he felt bad, REALLY bad.
Lowing his body to the ground so he was laying on his stomach facing the dog, he licked at the top of its head before sniffing it intently. It was something he couldn't help at this point, the scent was alluring in its own way.
But then things happened. 0______________o
Zeke, watched as the form began changing, returning to its human state. The fur disappeared, replaced by a shower of blonde hair, and before he knew it, he was staring at Maggie.
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Finding his four feet, he thought it best to... go, before HE changed back and she pushed him away again. He'd had enough of being told to go away, didn't much fancy hearing it again. There was no doubt in his mind that it wouldn't be that way, and reflecting on how the detention ended... he'd deserve it. With a few quick licks to her hand, because he didn't feel right just LEAVING again, he turned and made to start slinking away, tail between his legs, when it happened.
He was changing back.
A part of him wondered if this was what it felt like to be a werewolf. To have lived as something other than himself, to burden a secret, and then to have it revealed. Or something like that. Whatever it was... he didn't like it. It wasn't a nice feeling to change, but knowing that he was changing in front of her left a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, in addition to the other aches and discomfort. The clouds were nice. They were something to focus on. They weren't moving....or wait, they WERE moving. But like...clouds moved right? They always moved? It wasn't because she was-
Maggie turned her head to look at the wolf next to her when it licked her hand. Was it someone she knew? Because now they knew who she was. So whatever a lick to her hand translated to exactly, she was pretty sure it was supposed to be a friendly gesture. Weird.
And then it left.
Or started to leave anyway. Maggie watched, a little confused until she realized that it was changing back, too. A part of her wanted to close her eyes. Like, maybe she didn't want to know. It could be a mystery. Only the wolf knew who she was too. And she didn't want them to have something on her. Plus, the transformation was quite fascinating to watch. It wasn't every day that you got to see a wolf change back into a human.
A human she knew. And quite well, too.
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With a small groan, she turned her head back so that she was looking up at the sky again. "It's always you, isn't it?" She said, her tone clearly suggesting that it was NOT a welcome surprise. "Do me a favor....can you slap yourself? I can't move right now." It wasn't a joke but she obviously didn't really expect him to do that. It wasn't like he owned her a favor after all.
Favors. Right. That. |
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