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[wanderwonder]

Characters: Olinda and you!
Open? Yep!
Where: The Two-Faced Forest
When: The 18th of Rebirth's Height, day
What: Olinda be unicorning it up.
Warnings: None.

[ Far from the calamities of spinning wheels and sleeping prince(sses), there's a unicorn foraging in the Two-Faced Forest. The bag Kori had gifted her hangs loosely around her neck.

Bother her, y/n? ]

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[wanderwonder]

[ --horses.

She snorts. ]

Our horns aren't the only thing that separates us from horses.

[wheresmycoffee]

Like I know shit about unicorns. You guys don't e-- [[a pause. Werewolves. Vampires. Talking shadows. Shape shifters. Why the hell not unicorns too?]] If you guys exist back home I never saw any of you. [[shrugs]]

[wanderwonder]

[ "Back home."

Her guard goes up immediately. ]

We keep to ourselves, yes.

Who are you?

[wheresmycoffee]

Hawk.

And all you mystical types do. [[shrugs]] Still saw far more than I ever wanted to with all that bullshit.

[wanderwonder]

What are you, Hawk?

[ ARE YOU A THREAT

not that any self-respecting threat would give themselves away

BUT he separated himself from "mystical types", and she is curious about the difference between those and Others. ]

[wheresmycoffee]

Batman. [[Deadpan sarcasm]] Or Wolfman. "The wolf who walks like a man" if you listen to crazy ass werewolves. [[half sighs]]

[wanderwonder]

[ The humor is sadly lost on her, but her ears perk up at his clarification. ]

You are normally a wolf, then? [ A wolf who turned into a man, as opposed to a man who turned into a wolf, like Reilanin... (Woman, in that case.) ]

As I realize I got the title wrong, but then realize Hawk doesn't care and would fuck it up :D

[wheresmycoffee]

Nope. Always a man. But somehow, I apparently have more of a wolf's spirit or some bullshit than werewolves. [[a shrug]] Don't ask me what any of it means.

go hawk

[wanderwonder]

[ Darn, he's quick! She'd opened her mouth to ask exactly what that meant. ]

That is odd. I have never met an Other that held the spirit of another but was not at least partially of it, too.

[ Pause. ]

You speak casually of werewolves. Are they not feared in your world?

[wheresmycoffee]

Of course they are. [[said in the tone that implied that people who were afraid of them were idiots. Because they were.]]

[wanderwonder]

[ Sundrop can be pretty dense, but not even she could miss the derisiveness in his tone. ]

You do not approve?

[wheresmycoffee]

[[He all but rolls his eyes]] People are afraid of a lot of stupid things.

[[They also don't have an 85 year old werewolf elder camped on their front lawn sounding like a cross between a religious nut and a hippy. How the hell could you be afraid of someone's dottering old grandpa just because he got hairy on the full moon, seriously.]]

[wanderwonder]

People have true reasons to fear werewolves. In my world.

[ eeeh ]

They do not want to be eaten, for one.

[wheresmycoffee]

The hell would a wolf want to eat a human for when there's deer around? Humans are meat eaters. Means their own meat is no where near as something that just eats plans. Don't fuck with a wolf's pack and they'll leave your ass alone.

[wanderwonder]

[ His effortless grouchiness is stunning. ]

Our werewolves are very different, then.

[ A small pause. ]

I knew a werewolf. Hers was a curse.

[wheresmycoffee]

[[a single 'hrmp' of a laugh]] Yeah, different werewolves.

[wanderwonder]

[ She is silent for a moment, ruminating about her current situation. A man with the spirit of a wolf is talking to her. He had yet to make a move of aggression. He was still at a distance enough that she could flee if he did have bad intentions.

Okay.

She scuffs at the soft earth, a happy medium between her attention on Hawk and on the sought after tuber. ]

Tell me about your werewolves? Your world?

[wheresmycoffee]

[[He shrugs]] They're people who are wolves. Or wolves that are people. Basically the same thing. They act like they've been living in the mountains their whole lives, most of them, probably because of all the Alliance shit. [[a dark scowl]]

[[and he never knows how to talk about "his world." The hell did you explain normal life to people who never lived it? And what the hell counted as normal anyway? The regular world pre Aralu or the insane fucked up crap that was post Aralu?]]

[wanderwonder]

What is "the Alliance"?

[wheresmycoffee]

[[scowls darkly]]This piece of shit protection racket self styled secret society.

[wanderwonder]

[ Oh gosh. Was this guy always so grouchy or was it her questions that made him so? ]

You are angry with them? This Alliance.

[ The tuber was in reach now. Sundrop catches it between her teeth and looks at Hawk.

WELL. This wasn't going to work.

She lets the vegetable fall back on the ground. ]

Would you like some? [ Maybe food would ease his annoyance! ]

[wheresmycoffee]

[[a snort]] Mild way of putting it.. [[mutter mutter mutter]]

[[He pauses, blinking before a rare smile actually tugs at his lips]] No, that's all right. You dug it, you won it.

[wanderwonder]

They exist to protect the Others and the humans from each other, yes?

[ Concealing one's Otherness was something that happened everyday in Tyrol. She understands that purpose, if that was what the Alliance stood for.

One cloven hoof anchoring the vegetable to the ground, she dips her head just long enough to nip off a small piece. She doesn't think it smart to trust Hawk completely, but she is ready to nom and he hasn't given her any legitimate reason to flee. ]

[wheresmycoffee]

[[another snort]] Hardly. More like exploiting anyone they could to power their own asses up while saying they were doing that.

[wanderwonder]

Ah.

[ Another bite and another round of reflective chewing before she responds. ]

There was something like that, in Tyrol. The Vanjalists of the Golden Hour. They offered shelter to Others in exchange for the right to study them.

But... Some were studied more extensively than others.

[ That was a nice way of putting it. ]