She'za Tinker

Tawny Wagner · 08-04-2011, 03:32 PM

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OOC: I was half asleep when I wrote this. xD Sorry if it sucks.
Word Count: 578

At least four hours had passed since she'd gotten to her little shack-like hut and passed out. The sun had since risen high in the sky, the warm rays beating down on her body, causing her sleep to deepen. If it weren't for the partial shade from the trees, her body would have most likely over heated long ago, and she would have woken up sick. Thankfully her body was used to the fluctuating temperatures and was small enough to endure the heat. If she was a larger specimen, healthier with longer, thicker fur, the heat would be really getting to her.

Her sleep was full of odd dreams, just like every time the young woman closed her eyes. Images of animals running away from her fueled the twitching of her arms and legs, the desire to give chase strong even in her slumber. Along with those, there were also memories of her abusive mother. The woman was older when she'd birthed Tawny, and had resented the pup because of the rape that had brought her to life. The unfortunate event was also what happened to turn the woman into a Luperci, and she hated the fact that her body was no longer pure and natural. The crazy extreme lady therefore never allowed her child to shift forms. Massive beatings were given whenever the little pup was found in anything other than lupus shape. It only took a few times for her to realize that the other two forms were forbidden, and never go back in the woman's presence.

This however did not wear off with time after her mother's death. The little female was still nervous to shift and usually only did so when hunting or gathering, as she had done to make the basket and carry the glass. Falling asleep in optime form would have gotten her torn up and starved by her mom, but she had stupidly forgotten to change back before her dark blue eyes had fallen shut. When she felt her hand being lifted and gently examined, a surge of terror swept through her body and caused her to yelp and roll away. The fear was so strong that she once again forgot to shift back into her tinier form, instead curling up into a little ball of fur and longer limbs.

She knew this wolf; his scent was familiar and slightly comforting, knowing that he had never hurt her before. Tawny peeked up from her position in the dirt and watched him for a few moments, her entire form shaking like a leaf. Taking in his larger form and wet fur, the satchel around his neck and shoulder, she shifted uncomfortably, wondering what he wanted with her. No one ever sought her out, so the fact that he was there with her was rather daunting and simply odd. She had thought that her dwelling was a secret to the other citizens of her pack…but obviously not. It wasn’t a bad thing, but it could lead to more frightening encounters like the present one.

Whimpering softly, she shook her head and uncurled her body slowly, wincing a few times as her sore limbs unraveled from their twisted position. The girl took a few deep breaths and decided to trust this one, stretching her hands out hesitantly and placing them in the dirt, crawling on her hands and knees like a puppy would in optime form. "S-S-saul no hu-hurt me...?"

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