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POSTED: Tue Aug 15, 2017 6:53 pm

“And north is coyote territory,” her father said, while Galilee stopped to sniff at a tuft of fur caught on a bramble. Wild roses bloomed in this part of the Dampwoods, where there was no shortage of streams to trundle through or pine needles to sneak across. She was charmed by it and its differences to the forests of the south, though she preferred the great oaks and swaths of open land to the mixed woods here if only because of her familiarity to it.

Skoll’s voice broke through her thoughts. “What is it?”

Lee turned her ears down sheepishly and glanced at her father, though the Secui wolfdog wore a smile on his scarred face. She mirrored this and inclined her head toward the bramble. “Just a doe, I think,” she said, and growled when her father invaded her space to sniff it. She tried to shove against him, but though she was nearly fully grown he easily pushed her aside, and this turned into a brief, childish wrestling match before Skoll pinned her. She wriggled and snapped at him regardless, and his laughter was deep and vibrated through her where their deep, doggish chests touched.

“Brat,” he said with pride, and hummed. “You want lunch?”

“Sure,”
Galilee barked at once, forgetting her frustrations, and he let her up. He had an ugly rose in his golden mane, and she giggled at this. Shaking it off, he sighed.

“Coming with me?”

Her green eyes flashed. “You can’t do it yourself? One measly deer?”

“Oh come on.


Father and daughter bickered for some time, until Skoll directed her to a nearby pond where they would meet up again—hesitating, she noticed, to leave her alone in the woods, but he was making a greater effort these days to give her her freedom, and this she appreciated. She blinked gratefully at him as he promised he’d be back soon.

After a while, though, Galilee grew bored of waiting. Not wanting to roam too far from the pond, she focused instead on shifting—a skill that her father had mastered. He could change from one form to another within a few minutes, but it took Galilee some time to begin noticing real changes in her reflection. Her Secui mane lengthened and fell in wild waves around her shoulders, and clawed paws lengthened into fingers that smoothed these unruly strands back. Her tail swished at the end of a vertical back, and she leaned forward on formed knees to reach out and touch the water. It was pleasantly warm.

“Oi, you’re gonna scare all the fish!”

Galilee looked up and pushed her hair back from her face again, wetting it near her temples. A somewhat scrawny, agouti-colored canine stood on the shore near her, a fishing rod in hand and a scowl on his face. He looked almost like a coyote, but his muzzle was black, and there were patches of white on him too stark to be inherited by anything but dog.

“Excuse me?” Lee asked, raising her brows.

“You ’eard me!” the young hybrid shot back, his voice slurred carelessly. When he bared his teeth she saw that one of his fangs was broken in half. “Move out the way!”

“You’re gonna scare more fish yelling like that, connard,”
she said, standing and glaring at him. Despite her furrowed brow, her lips had peeled back to show her teeth, big and numerous and white, in a smile that some would call slightly manic. “Go fish somewhere else, I was here first.”

The young coydog got all puffed up at that. His tail bristled comically and he took a few quick, angry steps toward her. He had something to prove, Galilee realized, and scoffed at him to ignite his temper quicker, already preparing for a scrap. Her tail wagged, and she grinned.

Until he swung the fishing rod at her, and it thwacked against her head hard enough for her to yelp, losing her balance on the bank. One foot slid into the water, and she let out an angry snarl and lunged for the bristling boy, only for him to punch her in the hip with his other hand. She swung in retaliation and missed.

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POSTED: Mon Aug 28, 2017 1:36 am

Inca had no plans in particular as he set out into the dampwoods, maybe run into Lou again if he was lucky, she'd told him to find her again after all. Yet he'd found nothing of interest, let alone the woman that had left him uncertain if he'd done something wrong or not. The not so distant sound of growls, and shouting caught his attention though, acting as a beacon for the hybrid's wandering steps.

As he drew closer to the noise, Inca's steps had quieted, intending to get a good hard look at what was making all the noise, rather than step right in to a mess. Once he'd gotten close enough to see that it was a pair of 'kids' scuffling between one another, Inca's inquisitive expression faded into a disappointed look at what he imagined was 'dealing with pups'. One of them had started to gain the upper hand, and was even using their fishing pole as a weapon, stirring some fledgling desire to help in the normally immoral hybrid.

”Hey, that's enough. Ya won, now get lost, less ya want me to jump in to whatever this is!” Inca shouted at the coydog, hoping that just the threat of his picking the other's side would send them scurrying away. Stealing from pups, Inca might consider doing that, but actually beating them up seemed wrong, especially when the coydog looked like they couldn't have been much older than his younger brothers. Just in case they didn't behave as he'd hoped, Inca started to stalk toward the pair, one fist already formed into a ball, his blue eyes fixated on the one he'd already decided would get pummeled if things escalated further.
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POSTED: Mon Sep 18, 2017 3:02 pm

Blinded by frustration and hurt, Galilee growled at another miss. A follow-through swipe caught the boy on the arm, but he hit her with the pole again, forcing her into the treacherous footing that was the bank of the pond. Claws furrowed the mud, and Lee snarled viciously, gearing herself up to throw herself at the mongrel, that fishing pole be damned. She didn’t care if he broke it over her head, she wasn’t going to back down!

Her inexperience and hot temper were her downfall, but it turned out that she wouldn’t suffer too terrible a loss. As the youngsters traded taunts and blows, the girl disadvantaged as she was calf-deep in the water now and fighting for a better position, another canine came onto the scene: a tawny-grey young man who was quick to shout at the would-be “winner.”

The scrawny coydog took one glance at the older, stronger-looking one and, with a last glob of spit directed at Galilee (she hocked up a grosser one in retaliation, but it hadn’t time to leave her lips) scrammed. “No fish ’ere anyway, stupid bitch scared ’em,” he griped as he fled, walking at a quick pace that betrayed his fear of the older boy.

“Come back and say that to my face, asswipe!” Galilee shouted, but he was already running into the woods. The girl was quick to shift the target of her anger, glaring at the newcomer. “I didn’t need your help! I had him!” she growled, and stormed out of the water, giving herself a bodily shake and puffing up her gold-dusted fur.

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POSTED: Mon Oct 02, 2017 9:58 pm

Inca had already started to imagine the younger canine as a damsel in distress from the very brief scene that he'd stumbled upon, but that initial impression twisted rapidly at the conclusion of the scuffle. A hasty retreat of the coydog coincided with one last exchange of words, Inca more surprised by the female's words, than the coydog's. That surprise only deepened when he wasn't greeted as a knight in shining armor for saving them, but growled at as though he was another assailant.

”Really? Because it looked like the 'asswipe' was about ready to win, and probably beat you senseless with that stick of his.” Inca shot back, his tone steady, but with a hint of condescension in his voice. His hand rising up to shield his face from any stray water that reached him at her shake, but didn't particularly care if the rest of his got wet. It was easy for him to start entertaining the idea that she was crazy, that maybe he'd scared off the wrong one, and she'd been the aggressor all along.

”Not a very good damsel in distress you know, could at least say thanks, instead of growl at me like you're going to fight me next...” Inca followed with a brief scolding tone, as he tried appraising the stranger. If she'd not already muddied the water by growling at him for 'no reason', Inca might have thought her cute, if young. ”You have a name? I'll assume the other kid's name for you isn't right... I'm Inca.” Inca added, a mischievous grin slipped onto his face by the time he suggested they had both been kids.
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POSTED: Thu Oct 12, 2017 10:37 pm

“Yeah, well, looks are deceiving,” Galilee said. “I would’ve gotten back on firm land and tired him out, and I know how to fight with my teeth and claws and I bet he doesn’t know how to do anything without a weapon, the dumb cheater.”

She puffed and shook her hair out of her face, and curled her lip when the grey coydog called her a “damsel in distress.” “Good, I’m not one!” she spat at him, and flushed when he called her a kid—not something she could really debate. A damsel, no, but a kid, well. “You aren’t that much older, don’t talk to me like I’m a baby,” she said, and crossed her arms tightly before realizing that this pressed on a bruise. Wincing, she tossed him another glare and rubbed at the sore spot.

“I mean, whatever. It’s nice you tried to help.” She could recognize when one was attempting to do the right thing, even if it was a moot point because she totally would have whooped that hybrid’s ass given a few more minutes of learning his fighting style and gaining high ground or whatever. “I’m Galilee Haskel. You can call me ‘Lee,’ just don’t call me damsel again or you’ll be the one beat senseless.”

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POSTED: Sun Oct 15, 2017 10:25 pm

An incredulous expression slipped onto Inca's face while he listened to Galilee describe how she'd have eventually won the fight. Even more outrageous to Inca, was the notion that using a weapon was 'cheating'. The more she spoke, the more convinced he was that the 'kid' with the fishing pole had been the victim, and the young girl the belligerent.

”Not that much older, but old enough to know strange loners in the forest don't fight by 'rules'...” Inca commented while crossing his arms to consider her more closely, silently trying to decide if he rudeness was outweighed by the fact she was a girl. ”Probably a little too fiery to be a damsel anyways, maybe almost cute enough to be one, give it another few months maybe.” Inca teased the girl lightly, not believing that she's actually try and beat him up after saving her.

”You out here alone? Got a camp I need to escort you back to, so you don't get drowned by another kid with a fishing pole?” the male added, treating her like he might have one of his younger siblings if he'd found them in a similar situation. He'd not paid much attention to her scent, fixated as he was on what he could see, didn't make the connection between her and anyone else that he'd met before. Far as he was concerned, she was probably a loner like the coydog he'd helped run off.
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POSTED: Thu Nov 02, 2017 11:47 am

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Inca crossed his arms and pointed out that loners didn't fight by rules, and Galilee flushed with anger and embarrassment, her ears wilting down into her mussed-up hair. Yeahwell, she began to stammer out without a breath, but then the boy teased her about being "cute" and "fiery," and her gut reaction to this mocking flirtation was instantaneous.

Ew! Lee shouted at him. A startled dove took flight.

I'm not alone, she continued, and puffed her chest. I'm here with my dad. She hesitated. And I don't need escorted anyway, she amended, but lamely. Her posture began to relax again as that slow-burning shame ached through her bruised body. Maybe she did need someone keeping an eye on her still. It was an awful feeling.

Anyway, Inca. She spoke his name like it was an effort not to gag around it, and approached him with as much of her father's swagger as she could manage. The result was probably a little underwhelming, but she had the predatory look almost down; if she wasn't still a narrow little kid she might have been scarier. Why are you out here all alone? She leaned in, baring all her teeth in a smile that had become trademark for her. It was a shark's smile.

A bark echoed through the clearing. Oi!

Lee jumped and scampered back from the gray youth, whirling to look at her father. Her ears perked up and her tail wagged, but she remembered what state she was in—half-soaked, fur ruffled, and maybe a little swollen in places from being pummeled. She opened her mouth.

Skoll stormed into the clearing, his green eye ablaze and his jaw and throat bloodied. In his monstrous Secui form, his head came almost to Inca's chest dominantly raised. You little shit, what did you do to her? he demanded, prowling past Lee and baring his reddened fangs at the coydog. His brows raised when he recognized Inca.

Merde! Galilee jumped forward to jerk at her father's tail. It's okay, he didn't hurt me, he's just a normal butthead!


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POSTED: Mon Nov 13, 2017 2:58 am

Once the actual 'fight' had passed, there was time to tease the younger Luperci, her stammering voice, and embarrassed expression the reward that he'd hoped to get. Less expected was the shout that she threw at him, the hybrid flinching a bit at how loudly she'd shared her distaste. ”An 'ew' that doesn't break my ears would have been fine you know...” the male grumbled, her outburst causing him to move her closer to 'pup' in his mind.

If he'd had to escort the younger Luperci somewhere, Inca probably would have, but she made it clear that she wasn't alone. She disputed the need to be escorted, and Inca grinned widely at what he considered to be a false statement. He was in the middle of thinking of some clever words to tease her with, but paused mid thought when she started to swagger toward him, baring her teeth in a way that caused the male's brow to rise. He'd just got done seeing her be on the receiving end of a beating, from a fishing pole no less, so it was hard for him to find her intimidating.

”No reason in particular, if I was lucky, maybe stumble upon a pretty face. Find some adventure, but looks like I only found a pup...” Inca began, a grin on the hybrid's face as he started to tease the girl, only to freeze at the familiar voice that bellowed across the clearing. Inca's attention left Galilee almost immediately, his blue eyes seeking out the source of the familiar voice, and recognized the other male pretty quickly. It was not fond recognition, fear brushing away his earlier confident grin, especially when he seemed to think he had put the girl in such a disheveled state.

”Wait, wait!” Inca pleaded his hands going up in a placating gesture, while he quickly tried to backpedal away from both the girl, and Skoll. The impulse to just turn and run was strong, he was nearly ready to do just that when she tried to convince the other male not to harm him. Inca's steps paused as he hastily latched onto the moment, and eagerly sought to paint himself in a better light ”She's right! She was getting beat up by some loner when I came by, I stepped in and stopped him!”. It clicked suddenly, that it was her father who had been out with her, but his eyes didn't leave Skoll, and silently hoped that his explanation was enough to keep from gaining some bruises of his own.
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