Quatre qalked down the street explaining what a 'movie' was.. then
what a romance was.
"Romanec is about two people who fall in love an-"
"Love?" she asked.
"Yeah! Ofcourse you KNOW about love right?" he said, a little confused.
She thought for a minute.. then shook her head, saying, "I really have to go some where." She turned and walked away.
"But wait! You don't know your way around the cit-" he started but she disapeared in the herds of people. Pushing her way through the crowd she walked out, still thinking. She came to the edge of the woods and herd a howl off in the distance. She understood it..
"An old male, not to far off.." she said to herself and jogged in. Hours later Quatre sat at his house still waiting for Iris.
He sat kicking a ball softly across the floor when his sister called.
"Hello," he said. "Hey Quatre, its me," his sister responded.
"Oh," he said, "I should have known, Iris can't use a phone.."
"Huh? Why are you waiting for Iris?" she asked.
"She ran off like an hour or two ago and she hasn't come back."
"Ungh.. Well call me in another hour if shes not back and we'll go looking for her."
He nodded, and hung up.
Iris ran into the woods and stood at the end of a stream. She let out a small laugh as she ducked down and watched a fimillar wolf sniff the ground. She hadn't seen him in years, and he had gone blind a few seasons back. She stepped out and tried to conjur up a low call in her throat, it came half way through, when she began to cough. He looked up, sniffing the air and steped close sitting down and letting out a response from his akward jawline, letting out a small- yelp like call he could manage in old age, sounding out her name.
She laughed and her jumped back, sniffing the air, going insane trying to locate the human smell but all he could find was hers.
'Is..is there a human here?' he asked.
She manged out a 'no' her voice begining to sore with the gruff noises she had to make. He nodded and did the rest of the talking, "Its been awhile, you know.' he sniffed the air, "and Its going to be sort.. Gon-ha you know, is looking for a mate for his son.. your almost that age, you know? You had best plan your production course and find someone you can trust to find you food you know. I will...talk later... A man is coming" he said and lept up. She was busy thinking, Im not THAT old, Im seasons away from adult life, Im still a young wol-, she stoped looking at her hands.
She stood up, and watched him run and felt the hand touch her shoulder, a gruff voice laughing.
"W-who is it?" she asked, as she heard a hog-like snort in the laughter. There was no response, but a ruff hand around her waist. She struggled to turn, looking into the face of a human.
"W-who are you..." she asked and tried to push him off.
"Young Ladies shouldn't be out so late alone.. oh no no no... what should I do with her...what should I do..." she heard him growl as he touched her leg with a rough hand. She pulled away and he went to grab her, she moved swiftly as the hand went for her shoulder, catching it in her teeth.
He hollared as he felt her teeth dig into his skin. She felt the warm red liquid gush into her mouth, a taste she knew well, and she bit harder.
"You-you fucking bitch," he said, kicking her off, she flew back and wiped her mouth of the blood, swallowing what got into her mouth.
"There-is something seriously wrong with you," he said and walked over grabbing her by the neck. She kicked his feet out from under him and lunged at him, forgetting her human body and lunging at his throat.
Quatre called his sister again. "Shes.. still not here."
"Okay Quatre, Im coming over to meet you." she said.
Iris tried to reach the neck as the man held her back, avoiding her bites as she felt a strange sensation in her teeth and hands, as she felt her side teeth curve lightly as they used to be and her nails grow stronger.
"Wha-what are you some kind of vampire."
She managed to let out a cry of rage, in her wolf tounge, and she felt the glee of killing again. She dug at the ground, trying to lunge to the neck, her eyes mad with the sensation of the blood on her tounge.
She felt a hand hit her roughly against the head and she passed out. He stood up and glared, your- gonna pay for that," he growled and kicked her so she faced up and he kneeled laughing when he heard quick foot steps.
"I heard it over here, sis! You don't think wolves got-" the voice called and got close and looked down at him as he was about to start 'punishing' Iris.
Quatre stood a a foot away from Iris and the man, looking at Iris' swollen mouth, covered in blood.
"W-what did you do to Iris," he hollared and stepped up, grabbing him by the collar.
"I- I didn't do nutthin'" he said but Quatre threw him out of the way and he ran, afraind he would grow fangs like the last. Iris opened an eye as she felt a touch on her face. She felt the wolf in her wither and hide, she felt her teeth dull and lose the point as she looked at Quatre helplessly.
"Iris," he mutterd and picked her up. His sister walked up and looked at her.
"What happened?" she asked when they got back to his house.
"I think someone was about to rape her." he said as he looked for a cut to cause so much blood loss.
Iris lay, unconcious on his couch... she didn't move, except for the slight rise and fall of her chest.
"Romanec is about two people who fall in love an-"
"Love?" she asked.
"Yeah! Ofcourse you KNOW about love right?" he said, a little confused.
She thought for a minute.. then shook her head, saying, "I really have to go some where." She turned and walked away.
"But wait! You don't know your way around the cit-" he started but she disapeared in the herds of people. Pushing her way through the crowd she walked out, still thinking. She came to the edge of the woods and herd a howl off in the distance. She understood it..
"An old male, not to far off.." she said to herself and jogged in. Hours later Quatre sat at his house still waiting for Iris.
He sat kicking a ball softly across the floor when his sister called.
"Hello," he said. "Hey Quatre, its me," his sister responded.
"Oh," he said, "I should have known, Iris can't use a phone.."
"Huh? Why are you waiting for Iris?" she asked.
"She ran off like an hour or two ago and she hasn't come back."
"Ungh.. Well call me in another hour if shes not back and we'll go looking for her."
He nodded, and hung up.
Iris ran into the woods and stood at the end of a stream. She let out a small laugh as she ducked down and watched a fimillar wolf sniff the ground. She hadn't seen him in years, and he had gone blind a few seasons back. She stepped out and tried to conjur up a low call in her throat, it came half way through, when she began to cough. He looked up, sniffing the air and steped close sitting down and letting out a response from his akward jawline, letting out a small- yelp like call he could manage in old age, sounding out her name.
She laughed and her jumped back, sniffing the air, going insane trying to locate the human smell but all he could find was hers.
'Is..is there a human here?' he asked.
She manged out a 'no' her voice begining to sore with the gruff noises she had to make. He nodded and did the rest of the talking, "Its been awhile, you know.' he sniffed the air, "and Its going to be sort.. Gon-ha you know, is looking for a mate for his son.. your almost that age, you know? You had best plan your production course and find someone you can trust to find you food you know. I will...talk later... A man is coming" he said and lept up. She was busy thinking, Im not THAT old, Im seasons away from adult life, Im still a young wol-, she stoped looking at her hands.
She stood up, and watched him run and felt the hand touch her shoulder, a gruff voice laughing.
"W-who is it?" she asked, as she heard a hog-like snort in the laughter. There was no response, but a ruff hand around her waist. She struggled to turn, looking into the face of a human.
"W-who are you..." she asked and tried to push him off.
"Young Ladies shouldn't be out so late alone.. oh no no no... what should I do with her...what should I do..." she heard him growl as he touched her leg with a rough hand. She pulled away and he went to grab her, she moved swiftly as the hand went for her shoulder, catching it in her teeth.
He hollared as he felt her teeth dig into his skin. She felt the warm red liquid gush into her mouth, a taste she knew well, and she bit harder.
"You-you fucking bitch," he said, kicking her off, she flew back and wiped her mouth of the blood, swallowing what got into her mouth.
"There-is something seriously wrong with you," he said and walked over grabbing her by the neck. She kicked his feet out from under him and lunged at him, forgetting her human body and lunging at his throat.
Quatre called his sister again. "Shes.. still not here."
"Okay Quatre, Im coming over to meet you." she said.
Iris tried to reach the neck as the man held her back, avoiding her bites as she felt a strange sensation in her teeth and hands, as she felt her side teeth curve lightly as they used to be and her nails grow stronger.
"Wha-what are you some kind of vampire."
She managed to let out a cry of rage, in her wolf tounge, and she felt the glee of killing again. She dug at the ground, trying to lunge to the neck, her eyes mad with the sensation of the blood on her tounge.
She felt a hand hit her roughly against the head and she passed out. He stood up and glared, your- gonna pay for that," he growled and kicked her so she faced up and he kneeled laughing when he heard quick foot steps.
"I heard it over here, sis! You don't think wolves got-" the voice called and got close and looked down at him as he was about to start 'punishing' Iris.
Quatre stood a a foot away from Iris and the man, looking at Iris' swollen mouth, covered in blood.
"W-what did you do to Iris," he hollared and stepped up, grabbing him by the collar.
"I- I didn't do nutthin'" he said but Quatre threw him out of the way and he ran, afraind he would grow fangs like the last. Iris opened an eye as she felt a touch on her face. She felt the wolf in her wither and hide, she felt her teeth dull and lose the point as she looked at Quatre helplessly.
"Iris," he mutterd and picked her up. His sister walked up and looked at her.
"What happened?" she asked when they got back to his house.
"I think someone was about to rape her." he said as he looked for a cut to cause so much blood loss.
Iris lay, unconcious on his couch... she didn't move, except for the slight rise and fall of her chest.