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Ho! Miscreant!
Tristan held still as the dwarf female extended her hand, palm out towards him... he couldn't hold back the instinct to sniff at the palm. To take in more of a new scent and commit it to memory, his nose twitched as he breathed in and the scent of the female in front of him filled his mind for a moment.

Tilting his head his ears twitched as she asked if he was a wolf or not, it sounded rhetorical, yet at the same time he knew he wasnt acting like a real wolf or dog. His eyes were a clear sky blue that no feral animal had and he knew that his eye's had never lost that intelligent stare when he was in his true soul form.

Part of the young shifter wanted to find out what this dwarf would do if he turned back to his human form... so slowly and with careful steps he moved around the female, keeping his blue eyes on her as he stopped close to the tree line. Ready to run if she turned violent at the change. He had no clue how she would react... and it was his dammed curiosity that was pushing him to find out.

Relaxing his mind and his body, Tristan let himself slip back into his human shape. Bones collapsing back and stretching out into new shapes, his eyes closing briefly as his muzzle worked it's way back into a small nose and mouth.

Soon a pale, dirty and naked male was standing where the wolf had been. "Not... A wolf...really..." His voice sounding rough and unused. There was dried blood from his last kill, a rabbit a few days ago, smudging his fingers and his nails, his pale blond hair was a rats nest of tangles and a few small twigs and the like. His hair matched the color of the wolf's fur and his eyes where still the same intelligent blue that matched a clear sky.
Old Posted 10-20-2017, 05:27 PM Reply With Quote