Allen was simply strolling through the woods, though jogging may have been a better word. Wolven paws padded on the soft earth, white fur shining in the moonlight, silver eyes glowing with night-vision. Sharp ears twitched, trying to find any sounds that hinted danger. A bright, red scar ran over his left eye, the branded star still there. His left arm looked a bit strange next to his white fur. A sleeve of black fur covered it, making it stand out. Soft rustling caught Allen's ears and he snapped his head in the direction of the noise. It was a fox, but the nine tails behind it pointed out otherwise. The grace it held was mesmerizing, the fox barely any making sound. An unearthly glow seemed to come off of it.
It was a fox spirit, a kitsune. A spirit sly in nature and the symbol of pleasure, lust and beauty. It's shiny red coat covered it body, white appearing at the tips of its nine tails. He could even see a bit of white on its paws. Intelligent eyes blinked once or twice, drinking him in.
Allen didn't move, not wanting to scare the creature away. He slowly sank to the earth, proving himself harmless. The fox turned his way, and slowly approached. A thought clicked in Allen's head, the Noah were shape-shifters. Tyki, the Noah of Pleasure, took the form of this beautiful creature. Allen was on guard now, but the fox didn't smell like Tyki.
The fox noticed that he tensed, but then relaxed, and deemed it safe to approach closer. The fox sniffed Allen's nose, tickling him. The spirit circled him, checking him out, and Allen huffed out a laugh. Getting to the front of Allen again, the kitsune jumped playfully, wanting to have a good chase. Allen agreed, standing. They both took off, running in the night.
Allen huffed, having lost the kitsune long ago. He was tired, and now wanted his mate. A weird feeling buzzed under Allen's fur. Shrugging it off, he tracked back home. It was getting darker by the minute, so he knew Kanda was awake. His thoughts drifted to Timcanpy, the golden half-breed. He was eating when Allen left. A quick 'I wonder what he's doing' flashed in his mind. He tracked home, paws hitting the soft earth.
Kanda sat quietly, Tim draped over his lap, a book in hand. Allen had been gone for a while now. Though the vampire knew his wolven mate was safe via link, his senses were screaming of worry. No sooner did he think this, Allen's wolven form trotted into the house, panting after a long chase.
"You smell of fox, catch something?" Kanda inquired, just getting a tired huff from Allen.
*I found a kitsune in the woods. We ran around a bit, but holy crap, their fast,* Allen gasped, collapsing on the floor in a heated mess. Kanda laughed, picking Tim up and setting him on the chair as he stood. He walked over to the exhausted teen, who was now transformed back into his human and on his back. Kanda dropped down encasing his lover with his arms and legs, trapping him.
"Well, love, you seemed to have enjoyed yourself," Kanda chuckled. He watched as a bead of sweat drip to under his mate's shirt, and he scowled jealously at it.
"I haven't had a good chase in forever! The last time I ran that fast was on a hunt with you," Allen huffed, out of breath. Kanda chuckled, but then he stiffened.
"Allen..." Kanda warned. Allen looked at Kanda, his breathing calmed, with a questioning look.
"What? What's wrong?" Allen asked as he sat up.
"Can't you feel it?" Kanda asked, his eyes slowly fading to their crimson luster. Allen closed his eyes, trying to find out what was wrong, then he caught on. His heat...
Oh crap...
"He he, you know, Kanda..." Allen sweated, "I'm not supposed to be in heat until next month."
"And?" Kanda asked, slowly getting closer to the wolf.
"It's the work of that fox, isn't it?" Allen slid out from under him and stood, now slowly backing away from the now scent driven vampire, who hummed in answer. Allen rushed out of sight, trying to get away. Kanda was not even trying to chase him. He slowly walked up the stairs after him, not even trying. This frightened the wolf more.
He knows that he's stronger than me...
He ran into their room and Allen gasped when he heard a knock on the door. He knew who it was, but didn't want him to come in. He could feel the heat settling in now. A fire was lit in him and his body held coils. He went and sat on the bed, panting quietly. Kanda opened the door, looking at him like a snack.
"The fox may have done it, but I approve," Kanda purred.
The purring went straight through Allen, giving him shivers. Oh, this was going to be a long night.