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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 12, 2013 20:21:37 GMT -5
We were way too fucking close to them. The new ones; another pack sure but I found it hard to believe they were much different then the folami they had split from. Hackles all but shuddering despite the sown pour I skulked unhappily along behind Jack. The larger man's head was ducked, red ears tight to his skull. It made me anxious on top of everything else. The rain that was. Fur flattened and heavy I couldn't help but worry that someone would notice something despite them never having done so. It had been raining for months after all. My fur was just too thick. Didn't stop my fears. Glaring into the darkness of twilight I grimaced forward in Geoff's direction.
He had no idea where we were that much was obvious. We were looking for some place to stay for a while, or at least thats what had supposedly been decided the night before. Why Geoff thought it was such a magnificent plan to plod along a large pack's border I had no idea. Nothing good could come from socializing with them. Or living near them, no matter the length of time. While both Geoff and jack half ran with their ears back I kept mine pegged straight forward ignoring the water running in. I could flick it out. It was a better alternative to the muffled tones. I already had shitty eyesight I didn't need to be half deaf on top of it. Not this close to a god damn border. Anxiety must have literally been jumping off me it was the only reason Geoff would look at me the way he was. Peering over one bulky brown shoulder at his poor tiny little mutt pup with something far too close to concern for my tastes.
Didn't need it. I grimaced thickly back at the older man and he snorted facing back forward and doubling his pace. Fucker. My legs were shorter then everyone else's. Even Ray was bigger then me, and it took a bit more energy for me to keep up at the best of times. Now I realized that with it pouring like it was Geoff just wanted to find some rocks or a tree or something to hide us all under. Didn't want to get sick. Didn't stop me from bitching internally though. I was already panting and the increased rate just set my tired body on a jittery crash corse. Though I guess that was my own fucking fault. I'd assumed we would be stopping later to refuel. A stupid thought on my part but I had assumed and my assumptions were normally dumb as shit. Hacking up lunch probably hadn't been the best plan. But dammit I couldn't stop myself. Bile still lingered in the back of my throat and I grimaced at the taste.
Geoff hadn't said anything about a mad dash for shelter, but then I guess he didn't exactly have a weather map in his head. Our mighty leader was a lot of things but psychic luckily wasn't one of them. That chocolate head came around again and for half a second I almost had a heart attack. I swear to fucking Skoll if that man could read my mind... "Come on guys I know it sucks ass but there's some cover up there" I shifted slightly in our gangly line to peer around Jack who had looked up as well to see what the fuck Geoff was talking about. And oh there were some trees up there. Hopefully some mice or a rabbit or something for me to suck down to replace the shit I should have let digest a bit more. As long as this had been going on you'd think I would have gotten better at counting my damn calories.
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 12, 2013 20:51:02 GMT -5
I nudged Ray away, whom was trying desperately to steal my bloody heat, as Geoff pointed the sheltering out ahead. My ears perked forward and my tired expression lightened as I abandoned my post as Ray's heating pad and landed a step beside our leader. "Michael's stomach was talking to me." As if that were any explanation for my actions, I made a mad dash towards the distant treeline, slim form moving easily, and my feet even sure against the slippery earth. I would catch Michael a tasty tidbit, to stop that wretched noise. That was my excuse for the need to find him food, anyway. I knew very well that his stomach's sounds had only been faint, but my sensitive ears had harnessed the sound and demanded I help the poor lad.
Finding my way slightly sheltered by the shrubby trees, I slowed and fell into a stalk, nose inhaling slowly to pinpoint something other than a mouse. A shrew. Nope, too small, like the mouse. Squirrel. Too fast and can easily climb above my reach. Rabbit. Maybe, if I could get a clear trail to stalk, which I could not. The rain had washed it away. My ears perked at a distant splash, followed by a curious sound. Ah, water fowl! A bit feathery for my taste, but food was food. I started towards the direction the sound had come from, my nose catching the scent of deeper water, followed by the odd smell of bird.
Body low, I took to the reeds around the small pool of water. A single goose was floating there, his wing dragging through the water beside him, rippling the water even more violently than the rain. My eyes narrowed in glee. I would feel no regret for this kill--this poor sap was injured, so the least I could do was end his misery. I lunged forward, knowing the bird could not fly away, and promptly found myself submerged beneath the water, having misjudged its depth. The goose wrestled me underwater and the pools splashed onto shore from the battle beneath the water's surface. The goose got a single good chunk out of my lip before I managed to haul my pride and me from the water and provide a quick shake to break its neck.
I was well aware Michael would be embarrassed if he knew I had caught him a meal, so I hid the goose in a bush and pranced happily back towards the approaching group. Ryan watched me skeptically, but I simply blinked towards him and put my nose in the air in indifference. Ray, on the other hand, bounded over, demanding to know why I had not dragged him on my mini-adventure. I told him simply that he did not need to follow me while I go and relieve my bladder, thank you very much and good day.
Walking over to Michael, a moved to walk beside him, close, but not letting our pelts rub. "I caught you a bite." I whispered it by his ear and smiled kindly, knowing the man would argue my help. "Belt up and eat it, you knob." I ran my tail by his snout childishly before moving slowly through the trees to where I had hid the goose for him. I sat down and watched, waiting for the man to take my gift and be damn well pleased with it.
Or else I would get Ray and we would sit on him and make him eat it.
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 13, 2013 2:46:07 GMT -5
Geoff's bark of laughter was what distracted me form the glorious feeling of no more rain slamming into my back and the not so wonderful feeling of hunger gnawing at my stomach. Orange eyes cut up to glare, assuming he'd been making fun of my sigh of relief but no. Those big blue eyes were crinkled in Gavin's direction as the white dumb ass went pelting off into the woods. My expression weekend slightly, turning aside to eye Jack as he came up beside me in some desperate effort to salvage heat from my heavier furred body. "Get off me Jack. Your fucking dripping." The man gave me an affronted look, scrunching his nose up, but he didn't fucking move either. At least until Geoff wandered further towards the bush and promptly rolled into what looked painful but was a completely normal sleeping position for the larger folami. Jack and his ginger ass abandoned me at that point to go form a huddle. He might have been bigger then me but our second in command never had been able to hold in his body heat very well.
Looking on for a moment I just snorted and turned to flop down right where I was. They could have their little snuggle fest, I didn't really want them all touching me. Okay so maybe I did want them to, but the paranoia was too great for that. Didn't need to have how fucking bony I was pointed out. They were easily deflected things but I just didn't want them brought up. It was easier that way. In all reality it might have just been better to puke up what I had. My stomach felt empty for once, and it relaxed me just a bit. Made me feel just a little bit less heavy. Of course Gavin had to trot his ass into my field of view right as I got comfortable. Expecting some sort of stupid prank I lifted my skull from it's position on my paws, curled tail flicking to the opposite side of my back in an attempt to appear more hostile then anxious. "What?" I all but snapped the word. Of course. No nice empty feelings for poor old Michael. My ears went back slightly, once again instantly making me remember how much bigger they were then they ought to be. It was like another fucking blow and as stupid as it sounded it just made me more annoyed.
But I couldn't just look up into those stupid green eyes and deny him. The idiot had gone out of his way to help me and it would be way too rude to just ignore him. As much as I wanted to. The sound of my stomach growling is what finally made me sigh and force myself to stand. I wouldn't get away with it, not tonight. Not when then rumble could almost meet the horrible sound of Geoff's snoring in open battle. With a low 'god dammit' and a huff I climbed to my paws and turned to go after him, only pausing long enough to snap playfully at his tail. The little shit. Following after him I shot Ray an aggrieved look before grimacing at Geoff's violent intake of air. How the hell did any of us ever learn to sleep through that shit. It turned out Gav had caught some kind of water fowl and I sniffed at it curiously. I'd never eaten one. i wasn't really big on water anything seeing how I sucked ass at swimming so I'd never managed to snag one.
Shooting Gavin a semi-annoyed look I ducked my head and pulled plaintively at the feathers plucking automatically how my Mom had taught me to pull chicken feathers off. Nothing good came from feathers except beds. Oh I hadn't thought of that. Extra bonus. So maybe this wasn't going to be so horrible after all. Mood lightened slightly I settled into my task, careful to avoid the flesh as I went. It tasted oily on my tongue and I all but gagged in response though I stifled the reaction instantly. That was not going to settle light. I could practically already feel it rolling around in my gut and it make my skin crawl. Finished with my ministrations I pawed the pile of plumage up to my chest sniffing it appreciatively. A man could always be happy about some nice cushion material. Ah but I was still being stared at, and my stomach was still demanding substance despite my constant attempts to train it to live off of as little as possible. "Dude are you gonna eat too? My stomach isn't that big." Oh yeah that was a shitty reason. My stomach obviously wasn't that small but I was banking on the fact that he'd never seen me eat more then a full hare the entire time we had known one another. I slept like the fucking dead after it too trying to fake myself out so maybe he would just damn well believe me for once.
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 13, 2013 6:45:39 GMT -5
My tongue lolled out in playful enjoyment as I wagged my tail away from his mock aggressive snap. He had not denied me, which felt all too pleasant in my mind. Despite the rain, I felt heat rising from my form as my body took great joy in being allowed to help someone--to help my best friend. I loved all the Achievement Hunters, and Ray was always the one to help me make their life hell (though I knew they enjoyed it...most of the time), but I looked to Michael as the very best of them all in terms of my friendship. Geoff was a dad to me, Ryan was...scary and new, Ray was young, Jack was Jack...but something about Michael just screamed 'harass me you motherfucker and you die', all the while I knew he enjoyed every second of it. Not to mention something about him was broken, and I loved broken things. I loved to fix people, or help them, really. Behind that hostile man's mask was a child, and I wanted to see him enjoy himself.
I jolted back to reality as Michael made an unconventional invite to eat with him. I hesitated. Part of me was gleeful that the man wanted to share the gift with me, but the other half wanted to see him inhale the whole damn thing. The boy didn't eat nearly enough. Of course that was coming from me, who could take down and inhale an entire herd of elk if we managed it. I eyed the way the man pulled the feathers to himself, smirking at the genius of it. I had never made the connection between feathers and bed, as dumb as that may sound. It made sense, and I felt all the more happy I could help provide this beast with some sort of additional comfort, as well. "Aw, you Bender, wanting to share a meal with another man." I cackled out the words as I positioned myself beside him to share in this meager catch. I eyed him playfully out of the corner of me eye, my tail moving slow.
My ears pricked forward as I heard Ryan made a grumbling sound through the trees. I could picture it as it was every night. Ryan goes to lay somewhere close by, but not with everyone. Then Ray trots on over and invades his space by pushing himself up against the man's stomach and collapsing. Ryan could try and pretend he hated it all he wanted, we all knew how much he adored his little son. Turning my green gaze back to the bird, I couldn't help but let my smile fall slightly. "You don't eat much. I don't know how you do it." I said nothing more, purely making a statement. My tone had been a little curious, maybe a little concerned, but I demanded nothing of an explanation. I took one quick bite and swallowed without chewing. "Of course, I eat like an elephant, so I could just be conditioned." I laughed dryly, trying to act like I believed it. I knew this man did not eat much, even for his smaller size, but I also knew everyone had their differences so I would not push.
I took a second bite, and this time I chew it slowly, eyes focused straight ahead, mind mulling over the friend so close we almost touch.
OOC//: I am using this website for British words. I know a handful, but I need it to be somewhat realistic, haha. Just in case I throw one that is not common in, now you have the website to translate xD
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 13, 2013 11:33:36 GMT -5
I pealed my lips back at him, showing my teeth in reaction to his stupid comment. Everyone shared food constantly it wasn't a big deal, but the way he said it drove little splinters under my skin. I had enough problems without him adding my fucking sexuality on top of it. Then again I found it doubtful that any of them knew let alone cared that I was bi, but still. Insecurities would be the death of me. "Shut up you prick" I all but huffed the words, hiding behind them instead of just owning up to the little bubble of hurt that had formed. It was a stupid bubble of hurt so it didn't really matter. Not enough to voice it at least, even in some subtle way I knew Gavin would over look anyway.
My ears jerked in response, following his thought process to Ryan and his fight to pretend like he didn't want Ray right where he was. The snuffling of Geoff and jack behind it just added into the domesticity of the entire situation. Snorting, I turned my attention back to Gavin, eyeing him skeptically at that stupid glance. I swear to Skoll if he tries to pull some shit I would knock him into a tree. But he took his bite and I watched him with a certain level of unease. His question had sent me into a still state in an effort to pretend like it hadn't scared the shit out of me. So I flung up another mask and rolled my eyes. "It's not my fault all of you bastards have fucking tanks for stomachs"
Pulling a face to further prove my point I stared up at that open alabaster face and grimaced. Of course he'd fucking noticed. Gavin just loved to take his fucking hammer and fix everything. He lived off that shit and I should have known he'd noticed. So i leaned forward and took as big a bite as I could muster and sat there gnawing at it pretending like the taste of grease against my tongue didn't make me sick to the very depths of my stomach. Nearly chocking as I threw the shit back into my throat I coughed once hard. Faking it sure, fighting my stupid gag reflex more likely but hey he didn't need to know that. Licking at my teeth once, surreptitiously trying to force the taste off my tongue I side eyed him again before taking a smaller more manageable bite. Chewing slowly I spoke around the glob of fat in my mouth in an effort to pretend it wasn't fucking there.
"So wha's up? Did X-ray and Vav find anything interesting today or were you just fighting over body heat?"
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 13, 2013 12:16:46 GMT -5
My bender comment did not seem to amuse him in the slightest, and I couldn't help but bite down on my tongue in the frustration of it. I had said it teasingly--obviously I thought no such thing about him with any seriousness, he was tough guy Michael. I let the prick of anxiety slide away from me, though, shuffling a little more space between us just in case the man thought I was pushing it. I took another, more cautious bite, and chewed it slowly, the rubbery flesh of the water fowl a sour taste, but food nevertheless. All prey would probably be having the oiliness of water birds and fish soon, what with the world being drowned and all. I swallowed and gave into my silence, looking to the side, away the beast, suddenly feeling a little crowded.
His comment about our stomachs let me grin again, carrying my expression back to him guardedly. This was the Michael I knew and adored--the heated, yet carefully compassionate way he spoke of us all. He could play Iron Man all he wanted, I knew there was a gooey center in there. Before I could make any comment, however, he coughed, almost choking-like, and I tensed, ready to call for Geoff. Paranoid, perhaps, but I had ever right to worry over this man. He was part of our family. If anything happened to him, I would die. We were often quite cruel to each other, but behind the heated words and vicious actions, there was playful affection. Michael may never admit to it, but he didn't need to.
The cough came alone, however, and I allowed my tensed muscles to relax once more beside the man. The nicknames made my tail twitch in amusement, as they always did. It was a sense of familiarity that I so needed. "No one seemed to notice that Ray and I wandered off for about 30 minutes. Everyone must have been distracted by the rain, I guess. But we found a pile of rocks and Ray tried to push me off, but I dodged him and he fell instead. It was absolutely ace. I almost heaved up supper laughing at him." I laughed just flashing back to the look of surprised shock on Ray's face as he climbed back to his paws. The little twit thought he could out 'prank' me? Ha!
"Ah, but most of the day did consist of the bloody hound trying to steal away the heat I did not have. The rain better stop of I'm going to have to kill him." I chuckled again. Ray was the little brother of the group, the one who could make any situation seem easy and bright. It was as if the child had no shame and no sense of what the world really is. A dark place. A horrible place. My face had fallen slightly at those thoughts and I shook it away, forcing the smile forward. I looked back to Michael, having turned my snout to stare into nothing a moment before. "The three of us should prank Geoff tomorrow." I threw on a pout. "Come on, Mi-coooool! It'd be positively brill!"
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 14, 2013 11:38:16 GMT -5
Coughing one last time I side eyed Gavin's tenseness. "Calm the fuck down Gav." Not that it would make him. Nothing could keep the kid at a normal level for any amount of time, least of all my snorted almost worried tone. My ears curved towards the larger folami's words as he went off on his story, eyes remaining focused on the stupid hunk of what was left of the 'food' I was meant to be eating. I could feel it sliding down my throat and it sucked. It burned really, and my stomach reacted in turn. So maybe vomiting after half the meals I ate wasn't really a good plan int he long run. There was after all a reason why I didn't eat in front of other people and it tended towards the fact that I always looked and pretty much was physically ill every single fucking time. Eyes narrowing slightly as I fought to ignore the grease clinging to my tongue I turned back towards Gavin in an effort to ignore the nasty clutch of it all.
Though the thought of Ray's face forced a bark of laughter past the ball of shit forming in my throat. Gav had a point after all. How the hell did Ray think he was gonna pull one over on the obnoxious brute? He was too fucking hyper to not see pretty much everything going on around him at all times. Then again Ray didn't really think through half the shit he did so there was that as an excuse. "Of course we noticed you dumb asses wandered off. You think we're stupid or something? We've just given up on trying to drag you two back." Geoff pretty much just sighed and threatened the entire world like it could hear him. Skoll help anything that touched either of those kids though, cause damn Geoff and Ryan were both fucking terrifying when they wanted to be. I wouldn't put it past Jack to do something horrifically clever and malicious either, and they all knew I would beat the ever living shit out of anyone who dared to touch my friends.
Especially those two cause damn. I'd never really had pals of any kind, for obvious reasons. And here was Gavin trying to force me to eat because he'd heard the low stupid noises my stomach had been making. Ah but there in lay the fucking conflict didn't it. I scrunched up my face, putting up a stupid grin to hide the stupider thoughts prancing around in my head. I wanted to tell them, I did. Wanted to explain it to Gavin at least. Not that I would, or even could. I'd tried to tell Geoff once. Begged for help. but I couldn't get the words out. It wasn't like I fucking liked it but jesus it helped didn't it? So i'd shut up, yet here I was once again faking a smile and pretending like I didn't want to just spit out every little emotion right into Gavin's stupid alabaster face. "Dude if you kill Ray I'm not saving your ass when Ryan comes for you." Not the words I wanted, but better then the ones I otherwise could have mindlessly snickered. Nice to know my subconscious was hiding my secrets too.
Hopefully if I could distract him I wouldn't have to force down much more. Taking what I hoped to be a final bite I swallowed the compacted pile of grease as quickly as possible. I couldn't quiet hold back the way my lips twitched against it. God I fucking hated this part. Why couldn't I just live on air like a god damn fern or some shit. It didn't even have to do with me hating the food, because I was hungry. It was fucking conditioned at this point. My body putting up bad feelings at the intake as my brain whimpered around it and my stomach rippled as I had forced it to on so many different occasions. The grease only made it worse. Licking my lips unhappily disguising it behind yet another snort, I turned my attention away from my violently angry stomach and back to Gavin. "Oh? You got a plan?"
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 14, 2013 13:22:34 GMT -5
So we had not sneaked off. Ever. They let us wander--because we were persistent. I had told the little twat that was the case! Ray insisted we were ninjas, but I told him never giving up wins more battles than stealth! I couldn't wait to rub that in his brindle face. I pushed forward a hurt expression when he pointed out he would not save my arse should I kill Ray, pretending like he had just admitted a betrayal. "But, but Mi-cool. We're, we're team Nice Dynamite." And que bottom lip protruding into the most convincing pout I could muster. I didn't care if I just pulled the name out of my arse--I liked it and, like Ray with his Achievement Hunters, I was determined to have it stick. I loved Ray, but Michael would always be the one I felt closest to. Maybe I was a masochist and loved the abuse, but I felt like it was more than even that. Something I wasn't quite evolved enough to understand, yet. With time I would learn, but for now I would just trust my gut that Michael would be the best thing that ever happened to me.
The playful pout dropped as my eyes flickered towards the slight twitch of Michael's lips as he swallowed one more bite. I bit down my tongue in concern, knowing I should really keep it to myself, for fear of pushing Michael further away by intruding. But as time has proven, my intentions were always good, but my control not so much. "You don't have to eat it." My tone was off--not quite flat, but not quite tainted by emotion either. Just a statement. I stood and grabbed what scraps remained of the goose and tossed it away, hearing the soft crack and thud as it broke its way into a nearby bush. I swiped some mud over the tiny morsels that had fallen away from the partially eaten bird. "Some fox or cat will appreciate that, or the bugs if it isn't found sooner." I shrugged it away, eying Michael with a narrowed expression for a split second before pushing my little mask with the goofy smile forward. If he didn't want to talk about what was wrong with him, I would not push. It was not in my nature to be forceful. I would do anything to make this man trust me, but I would not demand such a thing. Something like that cannot be forced from someone. Trust is a fragile thing, and if I wasn't worthy of it in Michael's eyes, I would simply smile and pretend like it didn't hurt like fucking hell.
"Do I have a plan?" The words came out sarcastically, teasingly almost as I plopped myself in front of the man, laying sprawled onto my back, green eyes looking upwards at him. "Perhaps we haven't met. The name's Gav, and I always have a plan." Sure, the plans may fail miserably more often than not, but we need not speak that part aloud. "Okay, so you're better at the serious face that Ray or me, so here is what I want you to do. We are going to scare the ever living poo out of the guys. Ray and I will thrash clumsily through the undergrowth and howl around like we are in trouble. I want you to run to Geoff all out of breath and let some fear leak into your voice, telling him the humans have set a trap and now are taking Ray and me captive. Ray and I will try and change our voice for some of the time and shout some human slang or whatnot so it sounds like the humans are shouting in there, too." My eyes were devious as I looked upwards at Michael with a little bit of pleading in my eyes. It was a cruel prank, we all had bad human memories I'm sure, but it would be bloody brilliant. Geoff wouldn't believe it if Ray or I ran to him. We'd either end up smirking, or because he just doesn't trust our word, but he trusted Michael. He would never expect Michael to be encouraging this sort of behavior. I let my pout push out again, watching him from my upside down position, begging with sad eyes.
Come on, Mi-cooool, throw this dog a bone.
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 18, 2013 2:02:13 GMT -5
I just rolled my eyes at him. Fucking making up names, apparently he was following in Rays paw steps now. "Team nice dynamite or not have you fucking seen the look on Ryan's face when we tease Ray in front of him?" I almost cackled at the end thinking clearly of the last time I had tripped the bully looking dog in the mud. The sheer violence in the glance I had received meant I didn't fucking do it in Ryan's presence ever again. "Sorry man you're on your own." I snorted thickly, half pressing the smell of duck out of my nose and half genuinely fucking snorting at his whining. I wasn't getting killed for his ass. Sure Gavin knew I would die to protect him, but not from fucking Ryan. Those wen't in my terms and conditions.
The white folami's sudden motion scared the shit out of me, lost to the idea of Ryan just beating him into the ground and I jumped slightly. My ears flicked back at his tone, catching the odd listlessness to it. Panic built up sharply behind my ribs. Did he? He couldn't know could he? I was always so fucking careful. I didn't even smell of bile when I came back I was always completely certain of that. My fur bristled slightly and realizing this I stuck a grimace on my face and huffed at him. "Seriously. Just gonna toss it into the woods." I eyed the place where it landed making as if to get up before deciding that nah I was perfectly comfortable right where I was. I shrugged the fur on my shoulders flat, ignoring that little look like I couldn't see it. Lalala I can't hear you.
Turning to face him I grinned in response to his next set of words. "Hey, sorry dickiebitch but half your plans go down in flames." And once they literally did and I thought Geoff was gonna murder us. Well we almost killed him quite on accident w assured him but I don't think he really believed us. Though we had startled him really bad so his reaction wasn't entirely out of proportion. My brow hiked up as he explained in his rapid excited way of talking and by the end I could feel the smirk drawing at the edges of my lips. "Oh thats just mean." And it was. Horribly horribly mean, we all had some serious human issues going on after all, but me lacking those I couldn't really draw much empathy about it. I mean we had big teeth for a reason right?
Leaping to my paws I turned in a quick excited circle. "Come on Gavin let's go find Ray and tell him it's time to fuck shit up." I all but crowed. This was going to be nasty in the after math but damn I just wanted to see the look on Geoff's face. Skoll, he was gonna kill us. I snickered through my teeth, completely distracted for the first time that afternoon. It was nice to focus on something besides the fact that my stomach always either felt empty or nastily full. I moved to bump my shoulder playfully against Gavin's when he got up before moving off to dig up Ray from where ever he was hiding in some attempt to protect his short furred body from the rain. Poor shit. It must suck, but my fur was too fucking long and after his gloating when it was hot as dicks I couldn't dredge up much sympathy for him.
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 18, 2013 7:36:13 GMT -5
I nearly howl in pleasure when Michael agreed. I dodged his shoulder bump, having already made one earlier contact while eating that I was now burying to the back of my brain to chew on later, and I did not want that again. My eyes were lit up as I all but ran to where I saw Ryan already passed out with Ray still awake and trying to get closer, but being unable to actually climb inside the bulky man. Ray often complained in this weather that Ryan did not have long enough fur to keep him warm. I could see now that if I didn't shoot a warning glare at him, he would complain as such right now and wake up the great beast. He met my eyes though and flipped onto his stomach from his pack, leaping to his feet. Running over to us with tongue out, his cold state was all but forgotten, having seen the glint he knew too well in my eyes.
"Come on, X-ray, time for the Lads to raise hell." I shoved him towards Michael, whom Ray seemed partially surprised to see, before leading the men into some covering a bit further away from the rest of the group. I spun to face Ray, who was listening as if to an elder's story of great heroics, and explained the plan. Ray knew the drill, he didn't say a word, knowing his voice got a bit shrill when excited, and easily detectable by a folami's sensitive ears. Instead he turned to Michael with a goofy grin on his face.
"You'll probably be the closest thing to Geoff when all this comes to a close. I'd be careful." I couldn't help but smirk at Ray's words. There was no doubt Geoff would be beyond angry, and same for Ryan. Jack on the other hand could go either way, he may grant us an amused smirk before gently scolding, or simply lash out and shred us.
My eyes just danced in pure euphoria between both the boys, linger longest on Michael.
OOC//: I have never been this unmuseful before....I am soo sooooo soooooo sorry. You can have your post powerplaying that Ray and Gavin are already causing up a ruckus and Michael and going to fetch Geoff if you want....Because I know I gave NOTHING to reply to here.
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 18, 2013 11:42:39 GMT -5
It was the screaming that ripped me away from my wandering thoughts. It hadn't been that long that I was had been gone, but I couldn't help but wonder if anyone in the pack had even noticed my absence. None of them had seem particularly interested in my brand of living, after all, so I guess it wasn't much of a real surprise that none of them had come looking for silly old Joel. Just a middle-aged class clown. My lips curved up slightly at the corners from the frown they had been stationed it. Today had been a good day despite my mild sadness at having be left for dead by a pack I had run away from anyway. Some lioness had almost run into me and had freaked the fuck out until I had ,painfully slowly, asked her where the fuck I was. That had been a nice discussion, after all it was rare that anyone was willing to just sit down with a folami and have a friendly chat. Even one that was a bit smaller then usual.
Then the screaming had ripped across the sound plane and I had slammed to a halt. Humans. It was fucking humans, and I reacted instantly. A snarl of demigod proportions rocket out of me as I lunched towards the noise. God damn fucking humans couldn't keep their ugly paws off of anyone could they? Well I wasn't one of their little puppets. I wouldn't feel anything but glee ripping my fangs into their weak easily destroyed bodies. It was in a state of violence that I almost darted into a trio also tearing towards the noise, my eyes locking on my fellow half-breed bolting towards the front before I jumped to duck into their band. "What the ever loving shit is going on?"
The two older men jumped slightly, the grey one turning a light snarl my way but the other curved his ginger ears towards me. "We've got no idea. Two of our others are trapped" The man's voice was heavy and low. I could all but feel the lightening cracking under the violently calm surface and I went silent along side him. When we got to the point of the screaming the chocolate mutt fell back, his jaws parted wide as he panted. God I knew that feeling, but dear skoll. He looked way too thin as well though so maybe they had just found him. For a mutt he looked like he was fucking starving. But the ginger folami and what I assumed to be their massive grey alpha were plunging through the thickness of leaves and I lunged after them fangs bared. It was in this way that I all but rammed into a folami that looked more like a pit bull then anything else and almost fell back on my ass.
There were no humans and I latched my ears backwards and looked around in confusion. The chocolate husky mix came through a bit slower creeping around the edge and obviously muffling his laughter. This was a fucking prank? Though... Mr. Alpha had gone from a look of complete incredioslessness to absolute fury in about two point two seconds. "Michael, you little dick! What the fuck!" The mutt took off on que, letting loose his manic giggles as he ran off, dodging away from his alpha as the bigger man lurched forward in an attempt to grab ahold of Michael's tail. But he just as quickly turned his furious stern stare to the two folami in front of me. "Gavin I swear to fucking Skoll I will end you." And with that he shot like a bullet towards the white man, making full on to just shove him over. I couldn't fight back the stupid smile that curved over my face, and the ginger eared man who had been with Michael and the alpha trotted forward, trying to hide his amusement behind a stern glare mostly focused on 'Gavin'.
I lost it at that, muffling my laughter with my teeth, grinning helplessly at the alpha when he turned his head to narrow his blue eyes at me. My stare jumped away from him when he turned back to screaming profanities and berating what I would assume to be his son by the way he was acting. Poor guy looked supremely shaken, but it was still funny as shit. I cut my eyes to the youngest of the party, eyes crinkled at the edges with humor. "That was fucking brilliant. You scared the shit out of me and I don't even know you guys."
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 18, 2013 12:20:02 GMT -5
Okay, so this could not have played out any better. First there was the guardedly terrified look of Ryan twisting into a blatant look of shock, shifting into a blank stare that twisted to rest on me. I offered the man an innocent smirk, but it did nothing to alleviate the fury I knew was behind that mask. Then of course Jack had that 'you guys are dicks, fuck you...that was brilliant' look on his face. He had to play tough guy because he was old, but I he did not hide his amusement well. Gavin springing away from Geoff as soon as the man said his name almost made me lose it. He took a few harsh words with a serious face before his expression broke and the faintest of grins began to creep up his cheeks, before turning into an all out hysterical expression, pushing forward and licking Geoff across the face midswear. He didn't say anything, just stared goofily at his father, obviously hoping his slobbery kiss would make the world right. He met my eyes and I lifted an eye brow at him, which he rolled his eyes at (knowing my knowing expression as the classic 'dude, that won't work, try roses) before flicking his gaze back to stare pleadingly as his father.
But perhaps best of all was the fact that we had attracted the attention of not only our own family, but of a stranger as well. I shuffled my paws to look at him as the man turned from concerned to amused and spoke to me. I grinned upwards at him, a playfully arrogant expression on my face. Gavin was over there being chewed out, I could live this up and pretend this prank was my own without actually lying. Besides, I had done an amazing acting job in it. Before I could get a work in, though, the rottweiler shaped man I had grown to adore moved forward with lethal speed and placed himself beside me, yet a foot closer to the stranger than I was. His form was rigid, and his eyes blank if not a little heated. "Don't encourage this sort of behavior. Now, time for you to be off. Thanks for the concern, but we can handle it from here." I recoiled slightly at the threat quite clear on my father's tone. I never understood Ryan's apprehension towards strangers, and I did not like it one bit.
Pulling away from the well muscled man, I dashed over to a fern only a couple feet away. Gavin had helped me find a couple roses before we had started our wailing and sent Michael off. I had planned to use them to lighten the mood to save Gavin's ass from Geoff, but the newcomer seemed to need it more. Geoff would bitch and moan at Gavin, but I could feel a real aggressive tension towards the stranger coming from Ryan. I picked up the two roses swiftly and skipped over to the two, leaping up and shoving one behind an ear on each dog. "Look, Ryan! You're twins!" I laughed it musically, though there was a small hint of pleading in my voice that I knew he would catch. The bulky brute shifted his gaze down to me cautiously, before rolling his eyes and taking a step back.
"Idiot." He did not retreat, but I could feel some of his tension edge away. I breathed an almost silent sight of relief, and followed Ryan's gaze back to the stranger. I took in his shepherd features and slightly smaller size (he was only a bit larger than I was, and me being so young, that meant he was likely a halfbreed, like Michael).
"So, what is your name? I am Ray...and this brute is Ryan!" I turned to face the others in our group. "Then there is Jack, and Gavin being screamed at by Geoff, and Michael over there was also part of our brilliant master plan. He had to run for help." Ryan hit me in the side, a restrained hit so as not to knock me over, but rough enough to remind me I was not off the hook yet for our prank, so I better stop acting so damn pleased. I glared up at him childishly, rubbing my shoulder with a paw before turning back to face the newcomer. I gave him a half smirk, tilting my head so as to hide it from Ryan.
This man was brave, he had come to help dogs he did not know, but he also had a sense of humor, finding our antics amusing. I liked this dog.
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 18, 2013 17:42:27 GMT -5
My eyes jumped lightly to the alpha who had nipped at Gavin's muzzle in retaliation though he seemed quite a bit calmer. Dude recovered fast, though I would guess it was more relief that nothing had actually happened then anything else. He was just happy his family was safe and I let a smaller more sincere smile grace my features in reaction. It was nice to just stumble across a family like this. A neat little group of people that were so closely interwound to not even be able to stay mad about this kind of mean shit. Michael had come trotting back, his curled tail waving across his back in glee. A guy could almost get use to this, and I had half a mind to speak with their alpha when the massive black and tan man shoved his way closer to me and I moved away instantly.
Yeah. No. Family didn't want no interlopers. I folded my ears back and smiled apologetically at the larger folami. God he was built like a tank. "uh. Yeah sorry for just jumping in." Humans and I didn't have that good of a rap sheet and it had been automatic, but I knew when my presence became a threat and I gave a polite nod to the younger man before turning slightly to leave. I jumped slightly when the feeling of thorns pressed through and tangled with the mess that was constantly my fur. After realizing what it was I tossed my head slightly to get it settled right and grinned. "Hey thanks, kid." My voice was easy and good natured as usual, though I wondered at the show of innocence. Everyone here seemed pretty scared. Beat up and damaged. Yet here was a kid with a rose crown strung over his head and a stupid grin on my face and I just lifted my brow and grinned along.
Geoff looked over at the introductions, his blue eyes more curious then angry now. Giving Gavin one last cuff with his snout the big gray man padded over to where I had carefully stepped back towards the other two. The man ducked his chin down a bit looking at Ryan before glancing back at me. "You came running to help man, thats more then some folami would do." And he promptly sat down and with short order jack came over and seated himself along side. Michael had trotted up to Gavin and moved to head butt him before following Jack's example and coming to stare at the new comer.
"Hey your like me. Theres not that many of us out there, I'm half Shepherd what are you?" The boy leaned back on his heals slightly, the shocked look in his eyes surprising me. I blinked at him, uncertain now though I kept my smile up. I guess it was different from him. Must have grown up with all the taunting and never had the ability to just not give a shit. I dropped my smile and frowned, but the kid just shrugged and muttered husky in what almost sounded like confusion. I flicked my large ears back and frowned harder blue eyes shining out of the black mask covering my face. "Hey no hard feelings didn't mean to be a dick" Michael looked up again and shrugged one shoulder, his grin coming back as he batted away whatever hurt I had supplied, but i looked at him anxiously for a moment before turning back to Ray and reopening my smile. "Oh. Sorry. Name's Joel it's nice to meet ya'll."
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Post by Bhu ♥ Irwin on Apr 18, 2013 18:22:51 GMT -5
I watched Ryan dip his head to the apology, guardedly, though a muffled 'sorry, just a bit tense, didn't mean to react harshly' fell from his lips in an almost silent tone. I gave him a proud smile, and Ryan returned it with a crooked little half grin of his own. This was the Ryan I loved, the man who really wanted to be friends with everyone, but was far too protective to make it easy for strangers to get near his friends. He backed away when everyone else came over to greet the newcomer, as if a a foot of space had to be kept between him and them at all times. I was the only contact he allowed--I guess because that first week had been so cold and the big lug had worried like a mother I'd freeze to death. It was just habit for him now.
My eyes traveled over to Gavin, who had his dumb smirk on due to winning the battle with Geoff. He pushed into the headbutt with Michael, taking a seat beside the lug near the newcomer. I saw him make a conscious effort to keep from letting their fur touch, but I paid it no mind. The stranger showed a little interest in Michael, pointing out he was a half breed to. I saw Gavin tense and side-eye Michael, face suddenly not quite so sincere. It was as if the question bothered him, upset him even. Maybe Michael didn't like the husky half of him, I guess, and Gavin knew. But the look of masked over panic in Gavin's eyes was touching.
I was dragged back to the stranger as the man gave me his name. Joel. Sounded religious. Hell if I knew. I eyed him curiously for a moment before speaking in an matter-of-fact tone. "So, you're gonna stay with us, right?" The words were barely out of my mouth before I heard Ryan's feet shuffle and re approached, using one massive paw to wrap around my chest and yank me towards him, demanding silently that I face him. I looked up at him in confusion. "What? We take in any other friendly stray dog." I was genuinely confused by his hostility. Was he jealous because I looked at this dog fondly? I wanted to assure him it wasn't the same as how I looked at him, but something about his gaze told me to shut up.
"Just because you put a label on this mix matched pack, doesn't mean you own it." He growled it softly, not aggressively, just disapproving. I pouted for a moment before turning around and sitting slouched beside him, watching to see if Geoff would stand behind my offer. I knew he would, so why did Ryan have to be such a dick about it?
Why couldn't Ryan just get that stick out of his ass and learn to trust my judgement every once in a while?
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Post by I L Y I C H on Apr 22, 2013 13:39:49 GMT -5
I watched with a fair amount of guarded amusement as the guy settled himself down and got that stupid rose stuck in his fur. He seemed like a pretty good man, if only becuase he had run in to help without any sort of prompt. Not to mention he had taken Ryan's leaping-down-your-throat not so well hidden 'fuck off' much better then anyone else might have. After all Michael had tried to chew on my face and he was still in so I didn't see much of a reason not to voice what everyone else must be thinking. Though Ray beat me to it, as per usual. The guy did just love letting his exuberance fly and as endearing as it was it didn't really get him far sometimes. Usually because Ryan caught it and tried to ball it up where it wouldn't get shredded by something.
Joel shifted awkwardly about on his paws before taking a small step back, and I turned away from Ryan's attempts to nod to my own rank to watch the man with worry. Didn't want to scare him off after all. Helpful willing people were rare to find after all, and the shepherd mix all but reeked of renegade pack member. He'd already left the natural life, so why not make it ten times worse? Besides. Joel didn't seem to have any issue with what he was, and based on Michael's reaction that could prove incredibly useful. I was worried about the poor kid. He always seemed right on the edge of running away and I would really prefer not having to drag him back. Good role models and all that. For the children.
Grinning I shook my head at the smaller man. "Your welcome in if you want to. We don't really do shit, but hey. It's not the other two packs." Joel looked back up from where he'd turned his face towards the ground, that stupid placating smile turning a bit more sincere as I spoke. He'd apparently taken Ryan's rebuttal to heart, expecting me to chase him off because he took a quick step back in our direction. No one wanted to live alone, after all. Especially not out kind. It went against so many instincts. Though we already did that on a daily basis one couldn't expect so much from such specific needs. Friendships were important things. ANd with that I put my serious face forward and hardened my voice. Because dammit there was one thing I wouldn't put up with and if Joel had come from the original pack like it smelt like I needed to drill it into his head right now.
"We got two rules. One, this is a family and you fuck it up you pay for it." Joel had looked to me sharply at the abrupt change in my facial expression and his face took on a serious edge despite the low fuzz of anxiety that had crept into his eyes. He'd tensed I noticed, and though I wanted to apologize for making him think I was about to attack him I couldn't very well break 'serious face mode' because Skoll knew I wouldn't be able to stick it back on. Besides this shit was important. I'd all but grown up around lions, and I considered a great many of them my brothers and sisters. This shit wasn't about to go down on my watch. "And two I don't give a shit if it's what you do but I don't want any talk about cat hunting around me you hear me? That shit stays out of our faces if you do it at all." I wouldn't deny that I would dislike him for it if he did hunt felines, but again instinct. Couldn't very well deny him.
Dogs had their own thing. Everyone knew I hated it so if anyone did it they kept it away from me. LIved by a very simple don't ask don't tell policy. After all Ryan and Ray were both pretty much indifferent about it all. The others were just as far down the spectrum as I was. Jack would rather have a good chat then anything else. If deer could talk the man would never eat again. That thought combined with the look on Joel's face brought out a short bark of laughter. It only made the shepherd mix shrunk his face up more. "No man. I uh I have this talking problem." So he was like Jack. The fuckers could just go scare people together I guess. Apparently on the same brain wave the ginger man waved his tail along side me, grinning. Oh yeah pursuit of knowledge and all that jazz.
Wagging my own tail in response I shot a quick look around the small circle as Joel sat down carefully. "So no one has any issues then? Jack gets somone to scare kittys with and I guess Mickey Ray and Gav here have a new 'fuck with geoff and ryan' buddy. I fucking saw you laughing don't you make that face at me." Joel had pulled an almost affronted face but it broke just as fast. Maybe it was just me but I could see a sliver of relief in that shit eating grin.
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