to where? when you do that do you want me to delete all my contacts with you? that way you can never hear from me again ^^
that long then?
so how much longer till you think you can leave us?
Saro held the girl close. He never saw someone change so quickly and do it so many times. He could only do it once, and that was when a full moon graced the inky darkness. "What happened just there?" Carefully, he licked her cheek, she seemed calmer now, but sapped of all her energy.
*pats head* I thought you less than pounded me?
glad you do *tickles* no, I don't forgive you. There is nothing to forgive.
I didn't push you away I pulled you off and held you by your shoulders I didn't mean it like that *hugs*
Saro looked up at her, a slight amount of concern in his eyes. What was happening? Did he do something wrong? She seemed to be in pain, for what reason he did not know. Holding her shoulders, he looked into her shifting eyes. "Are you ok Aly?"
pushed away? nonono you said you wanted to get weaned. the first step is...well what I said earlier
Something was defiantly wrong, Saro knew it. However, he didn't know how to fix it. He never worried about another being before. It was the first rule of survival. Finally, he decided on what to do. Laying down, like a puppy at her feet, Saro curled up into a ball and closed his eyes. "Then there is no need for me to know."
why? I said the stupid thing
"Use that brain of yours." Kneeling down, the director came to eye level with the girl. There was only one test. A test of loyalty, of servitude, of the will to survive. The test was simple. Kill his son. There was nothing more to it.
"Is that any reason not to tell me?" on all fours, in his clumsy human form, he watched her. She was so angry, was she hungry? No no, she had too much energy for that. What could possibly be goin on inside her head?"
"Of course not." Saro turned away, there was no need to anger another creature today. Lifting up his left foot, he began to scratch his head, taking out any of the barbs that he collected while he was hunting. "It isn't the right time of year. Why do you feel afraid? You aren't born wearing anything like a turtle, so you don't need it."
Saro made a gesture towards his body. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm completely naked. Clothing isn't something a werewolf should worry about. Why would you even want clothing? Such things slow you down when hunting prey."
"hey there." Sitting behind Aly was Saro. He seemed rather calm and confident. This was strange considering his recent outbursts of rage. He flared his nostrils and sniffed the air. It smelled burnt, like something was set ablaze. "What is going on exactly?"
baggins? we might want to hurry I have to leave tonight for three days
ok you can start running out of town if you wish, I'll be waiting amongst the trees.
Rusty shook his head at the remark. "Sorry Kenny boy, but I don't do weird stuff. You see, unlike you, I don't talk to dead people. You can if you want to, that's cool. It just isn't my thing. You know what I'm sayin?"
it isn't personal it is just something that happened when he was young...several somethings actually.
