09-16-2012, 11:45 AM
Tharin still couldn't believe what had happened. Lilin was such a wonderful wolf. Smart, charming, an amazing hunter. He had quickly ended up charmed with her. Her shift had startled him deeply, even more so when he learned that his love for her had changed him as well. His shifts were clumsy, provoked by emotion. He'd be in one form, then the trigger would cause the change. A smell, a sight, even something as simple as being surprised, and he would slide from one form to another.
Lilin had been understanding. He still loved her, and she'd proven often enough that she cared for him. Now though, he didn't know what to do. He wanted to care for her and be her protection, but even moving on two legs was difficult. What was he supposed to do with this? Clumsily he moved through the home that they lived in. Tharin had slept outside for a while, but the lure of his mate inside had been enough to get him over his hesitancy. Now he did his best to move through the house. Maybe he could hunt something today. How did one hunt on two legs? Helplessly he stared down, wishing that he knew how to use his hands.
Lilin had been understanding. He still loved her, and she'd proven often enough that she cared for him. Now though, he didn't know what to do. He wanted to care for her and be her protection, but even moving on two legs was difficult. What was he supposed to do with this? Clumsily he moved through the home that they lived in. Tharin had slept outside for a while, but the lure of his mate inside had been enough to get him over his hesitancy. Now he did his best to move through the house. Maybe he could hunt something today. How did one hunt on two legs? Helplessly he stared down, wishing that he knew how to use his hands.