09-07-2008, 03:44 PM
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The tattooed male heard a rustling behind him and turned his head just in time to spot a female wolf staring at him, wide eyed. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, she uttered a terrified "oh god." The fear was written all over her and it was so intense that he could smell it. Instantly he was puzzled--what was the issue? He could only guess--dingoes obviously weren't common around here, he was covered in tattoos, he was using a functional piece of human technology, etc. He would have never guessed, though, that it was something as "natural" or mundane as being a shifter. Almost everybody he'd ever met had been able to transform--in Europe, he wasn't sure if non-shifters still existed at all. Needless to say, his specimens had scattered off--no matter. I, erm,he sputtered, still clearly confused. He slowly placed his camera on the ground and shuffled about so he was facing her, all while never leaving the ground. He rose his two hands, palm up, in the universal sign of peace. Yeh look like you just fell in a pit of scorpions, mate,he stated quickly with a nervous laugh. Her terror was beginning to get under his skin--was there something so wrong that he should be afraid, too? What on earth is the matter?he inquired further, perplexed. He was small compared to wolves and far from intimidating, or so he liked to believe. He wasn't sure he'd ever been greeted in such a way before, and he didn't think he liked it too much. table by jesile/amanda! <3 |