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Axelle was relieved at the sight of the motel. It wasn’t as great as she had hoped for, but it wasn’t as bad as the other places they passed. It was in between and it will have to do. She hesitated at first, looking in the door at the grungy place, noting that the floor was scuzzy, the ceiling was stained due to not getting maintenance for a while and the weather, the bed was horrible-looking but the furs saved her from sitting on it, and there was a few chairs and a table that looked like it worked. She proceeded after looking around at everything. Kit pulled on her skirt as she passed him, but she ignored it. She plopped her butt down on the bed, and placed the bag next to her. She brought out the two bottles and placed Kit’s on a nearby table. She wasted no time in opening hers and taking a good-sized gulp. The liquid slid down her throat and instantly warmed her up. The dankness of the motel chilled her to the bones as soon as she got there, but the vodka helped a lot.
She patted a spot on the bed next to her, ”Sit with me. Get your bottle.” Axelle sat on the edge of the bed with her bottle stuck between her thighs. She propped herself further onto the bed, taking the bottle with her in between her thighs- smart move. The cap was twisted on the bottle so none of it splashed out. When she was in the middle of the bed, she sprawled out on her back staring at the dirty ceiling; she brought the bottle back up to her lips and took a big sip. Since she was basically backwards and the bottle was now tilted upside down, the liquid came out fast and spilled a little down her cheek. She quickly capped the bottle and wiped what she could away from her face. Her fur was dampened, but she didn’t care. The alcohol was starting to work already, and soon she wouldn’t have a care in the world.
She looked up toward Kit, ”So, do you plan on joining any pack in the future or just staying a loner?” She was a loner once, and while it was good it was bad too, unless one had a permanent home somewhere – but she didn’t. She slept wherever she could, and at that time she wasn’t Luperci either, which made it a little more difficult. She often found herself sleeping in forests and in brush, hidden away from predators. She never got a good night sleep like that… ”Even though being a loner has its pros, it also has its cons…” The alcohol was hard at work, she was getting talkative, ”A pack always provides you with decent sleeping quarters…” She didn’t know what she would do without her den in the howling caverns. It was warm enough during the winter and cool enough during the summer- what more could she ask for?
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OOC Ending:
Axelle and Kit drink together and wind up having sex with each other. Axelle stays with him for the night, and leaves in the morning while he's still sleeping. She leaves feeling some type of way about the night that they just had and feels that this male cares for her, or wants her. Maybe it's all in her head.