Survival
Chapter 50
Walk like a Cat
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Walking around on all fours isn't as easy as one might expect. Sean was a bit sore, but the other students, the human ones, would probably be in a lot of pain later. To move like a cat required them to move in a specific way on all fours. The placement of hands/paws, the sinuous movements of the body that were tough on the spine. The neck, shoulders and hips had to maneuver in unusual ways.
And the professional performers went through much tougher training than this.
Aside from being a Wendigo, Sean was already an athlete, a gymnast, which required one to be limber and precise. He was grateful to coach Dinashev now for pushing him so hard. Still, everyone, human or otherwise, struggled on.
No one wanted to miss this once in a lifetime opportunity.
Eventually the call came for the break and Sean sat back on the floor as most of the others moved to the benches.
"Sean?" Sean turned to look at Kira. She was, like all of them, sweating and exhausted, "Are you alright? You look a little pale."
"I had a... Rough night. But I'm alright now, thanks." He was grateful Derek and Scott had not told the rest of The Pack of his panic attack.
Kira sat next to him, "I know we've had... Issues in the past. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't trust me. But if you really need someone to talk to here, I'll listen."
Sean leaned back on his arms, "I know. We're pack. Probably the weirdest pack in the world, but pack." He smiled mischievously, "Have you seen Zootopia yet?"
"I thought it was a fair representation of foxes and how misunderstood and underappreciated we are."
"It wasn't very flattering to sheep, though."
"Never trust a sheep." Kira laughed.
"There have been a lot of things about Wendigo, believe it or not. Supernatural and Grimm had Wendigo episodes, and there are even a couple of movies. They're not very flattering, though. Though in Wendigo the Wendigo was kind of an avenging angel type creature..." Sean began doing leg stretches to help work out the kinks in his muscles. "You know, I was thinking about what happened, with The Deadpool... I was thinking, if we kept some kind of contact with each other, we could warn other people about threats like that. The Astomi knew that guy was a criminal, but they didn't really have a way to warn anyone. I'm sure others knew about Violet and Garrett, but we just didn't get the message. If we had some kind of system to alert each other to danger, regardless of species, that could save a lot of lives."
"We could, but how would we keep it secret?"
Sean sighed, "That's the big question. People can hack into anything, or decode just about anything with computer programmes. Word of mouth wouldn't work, it's too unreliable." He smiled, "I'd like to talk it over with the pack, though. Maybe Danny, too."
"Getting others to trust the idea would be difficult. There are deep-seated prejudices, ancient feuds. The McCall Pack is an anomaly, most Werewolves wouldn't take in people of different types like us."
Sean continued his stretches, "We can't change everyone, but we can try to help as many as we can."
"You're beginning to sound like Scott."
"I'm not naive. I know that some people will not change, don't want to change. People who want to be cruel, violent or selfish." He stopped and frowned, then looked Kira in the eyes, "Of course, there are some people who are just too afraid to reach out to anyone else... Or can't."
"You realize that you're a bit buff for a kitten don't you?" She teased, trying to lighten the conversation.
"Pouncival is an active, healthy young tom, nothing says he can't be toned."
"Well, now I see why you kept turning me down." Ian smiled at Sean and indicated Kira, having walked up while they were talking.
"No, we're just friends..."
Ian grinned and elbowed Sean in the ribs playfully, "Sure." He sat down beside them, "It's funny, because a few weeks ago you two looked like you were going to murder each other..."
"I'm not rich enough to get away with murder." Sean chuckled lightly. "We just had a slight disagreement. Once she realized I was right, as always, everything was fine."
"How modest of you."
Kira and Ian laughed.
Kira smirked, "Of course, there's also the fact that I could kick your ass with my arms tied behind my back."
"That would be a waste of a perfectly fine ass." Ian sighed.
"The sad thing is," Sean said, "That she really could."
"And don't you forget it."
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"Hey, Twinkwolf!"
Liam groaned and rolled his eyes, "What do you want, oh Freakishly Tall One?"
Brett smirked. Liam was too easy to rile up.
"Well, you need someone to protect you, you've been kidnapped what, five times now?"
Liam growled and flashed golden eyes.
Brett held up his hands in surrender. Riled up was one thing, IED was something totally different.
"Hey, why don't you pick on someone your own size? Like a telephone pole or a giraffe?" Sean walked over to the pair, smiling, "Attack of the 50' Male Model!"
Liam laughed and Brett smiled despite himself.
"So, this mean you think I'm hot enough to be a male model, Sean?"
"I think the entire Pack is made up of people on loan from Abercrombie and Fitch. It's ridiculous!"
"Have you looked in a mirror lately, Sean? You're pretty much male model material yourself."
"I'm still totally straight and you're still dating, Brett. It wouldn't work out."
Brett shook his head, "Why so serious, Sean?"
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To be continued...
I'm sorry this has taken so long. Hopefully things will get better soon and I'll be able to update more quickly.
Wendigo is an independant film about a family being harassed by a lunatic, when the bad guy actually kills the father The Wendigo hunts him down and takes his revenge.
Liam has been kidnapped by:
1. Sean, at the hospital.
2. Scott, at the hospital.
3. The Pack (excluding Sean) at Lydia's party.
4. Garrett and Violet.
