Yesterday, Wulf finally saw Renamon opening to people and enjoying being in their company. She also met his girlfriend, Katherine. It was a fun day, he loved it a lot, especially when they went to the amusement park together. However, after yesterday, Wulf would start to change, and feel some interesting new feelings and realizations.
He and Renamon were in a nature spot in the city, fairly secluded from other people and Digimon. Today, Renamon wanted to train and had gotten an idea for it. She and Wulf gathered boxes of certain objects thrown out at his home and brought them to the woods, along with some rope. He stood holding the last box, filled with soda cans, plastic jugs, and bottles.
Wulf looked at the box he was holding in his hands, his fingers pressing into the cardboard material. He sighed, thinking about the events of yesterday involving Renamon. It was a fun day, one of the best in a long time. But the moment Renamon met Kat and talked to him about her behavior was what he thought about most.
He felt like an inner eye was opening within him, and he was starting to realize that his relationship with Kat might not work in the foreseeable future. All Wulf wanted was to love her and to have a good time with her, he didn't want to split or anything. But if her behavior continued like this, he felt he might have no choice but to endure his first breakup.
As he slammed the box down onto the ground, another thought emerged in his mind that overshadowed his concerns about Kat. Wulf couldn't deny it, he was starting to feel unusual when seeing or being with Renamon.
He still felt a pleasant warmth while with her, but he was feeling something else too. The warm feeling was now countered by a freezing feeling that would wash over him whenever he would look at her.
He would feel both nervous and eager to see her, and a mix of desires from desiring her body to a desire to keep her safe would erupt from his mind. These desires were something Wulf felt for Kat when he first began his relationship with her at the beginning of the year. However, his desire for Renamon was much stronger than what he felt for Kat.
Wulf turned around and looked for Renamon. "Renamon? Where are you? I need some help setting this up please." He called out.
He then felt and heard a sharp thud as Renamon landed on the crisp grass ground. She stood proudly on her feet having been in a tree above Wulf.
"Hello, Wulf. I was reading my book." She glanced up to see her book resting safely on the tree branch above, then looked down at the box.
"Don't worry, I'll gladly lend a hand." Renamon smiled and went to his side to help him handle it.
As Renamon approached, Wulf once again felt his desire for her erupting. He stared at her as she grabbed some stuff from the box, his eyes focusing on her body and form.
Renamon was beautiful to him, she was easy on the eyes and looked stunning. Renamon held some junk in her arms and looked at Wulf, who had a rather obvious blush across his cheeks.
"Wulf, are you alright?" Renamon asked, noticing his blush.
"Uh, yeah. I'm alright." He stuttered.
"Alright then. Grab as many as you can and we can set them up." She told him, carefully ensuring the junk in her arms wasn't falling.
"Ok, but I'll be right back first." After she nodded, Wulf quickly stepped away from Renamon's view. He stood with his back against a tree, sighing in deep thought.
Wulf wasn't stupid, he knew these desires he was starting to have for Renamon meant he had feelings for her. He liked her and knew he couldn't stop it.
He remembered that day they first met at the river, and after that, he had always wanted to see her again. But he never would've guessed he would develop feelings for her like this. He took a deep breath to calm himself, then returned to where the box was, and quickly gathered some junk.
"Renamon?" He saw her setting some junk up.
"Just set all that over in the pile there. We can set them up together." Wulf followed Renamon's instructions, dropping the junk in his arms into a pile started by her. So far, Renamon had hoisted the junk up by a rope tied to branches above. This made Wulf curious about how this whole setup would help her train.
"Renamon, what will all this do exactly?" he asked, going up to a dangling bottle and inspecting it.
"You will see, now let's get this all set up." Together, the two started to grab more junk and rope, tying up and hoisting them over the branches.
"You know, Wulf. Aside from when I saved you from Yanmamon, you've never really seen me battle." Renamon noted.
"I guess not," Wulf responded, trying not to stare at her too much.
"Well, maybe this will be a good demonstration of my abilities. I need to fight to defend this city." Right after she said this, Renamon finished setting up the last can. Now several cans, bottles, and jugs were hanging from branches. She and Wulf stood together looking at the entire scene.
"Now then, we're all done. Ready to watch me train?" she asked Wulf, who was starting to zone out a bit.
"Wulf? Are you sure you're alright?" She grasped his shoulder, causing him to snap out of it.
"Uh, yes. Everything is ok." He gulped through his words. He could feel himself sweating from how anxious he was.
"I'm ready, you can begin now." He told her.
Renamon patted him on the back and walked up to the dangling junk. She stood there, focusing on her surroundings, and preparing herself. Wulf blushed staring at her backside as he stood behind her. He knew he shouldn't look at her there but couldn't help it.
Then, Renamon suddenly vanished, and Wulf heard sharp sprinting noises on the grass. Renamon then re-emerged in the air, her limbs spread out as she stared at the clump of dangling junk.
"Diamond Storm!" She cried out. Glowing sharp projectiles formed around her and then launched straight at the junk.
Each projectile struck a can right in its center, piercing it cleanly. Then, as Renamon landed amongst the junk, the projectiles all exploded, creating a cloud of smoke as Wulf was nearly pushed back.
"Renamon!" He cried out, fearing that the explosion could've hurt her. Then, from the smoke, Renamon slowly walked out. She faced Wulf and smiled, crossing her arms.
"Did you like that?" she smugly asked.
"Wow, that was amazing, Renamon!" He stood with his jaw dropped in shock.
Renamon uncrossed her arms. "Well then, just wait and see. I'm not even done yet." She winked.
She raised her leg, pulling a tight rope on the ground with her foot. This triggered two bottles to swing down from his left and right towards her. Renamon quickly reacted, jumping up and striking the bottle on her left with her power paw attack.
Then, the other bottle came in from the right. Renamon destroyed this bottle with her power palm attack. She then landed back down and looked at Wulf.
"Now I'm finished." She smirked. Wulf ran up to her, feeling amazed at her accomplishments.
"Cool, Renamon! You were so awesome!" He congratulated Renamon as she felt proud of herself.
"Thank you, Wulf. You are sweet." Wulf felt a blush emerging on his face yet again. Now, he was starting to feel his anxiety washing away. He was beginning to feel proud of loving Renamon. She was just so cool, beautiful, and deeply cared for him.
He couldn't help himself now. Wulf abruptly hugged Renamon, tightly wrapping his arms around her soft body. She hugged him in return, as Wulf stood enjoying the hug, pressing his chin into her shoulder.
Suddenly, as the two hugged, Renamon felt her pupils shrink as she began frantically searching around. Wulf felt Renamon's head rubbing against his own as she looked around. He pulled his head back to see what was happening.
"Renamon, what's wrong?" He asked.
"I sense something." She responded. Then, a foggy pink mist began to seep in through the trees and bushes. This was the same pink mist that Wulf had seen before Yanmamon attacked him. Renamon and Wulf stared at this fog starting to cover their surroundings while embracing each other.
"Wulf, hide." Renamon then let go of him and vanished from sight.
Wulf began to panic a bit, unsure of what was going on. But he quickly ran to hide behind a large tree, barely peeking his head out to see what was happening. He realized a rogue Digimon would likely emerge and that Renamon would fight it. He gripped his Digivice which was clipped to his belt, determined to be brave, and determined to try and help Renamon.