eswareinmal | werewolves, werewolves everywhere

Characters: One thread goes to Faolan and Kay, but if anyone else wants to gawk at an eight-foot wolf trying to look sneaky, you're totally welcome to tag in.
Open? Basically yes
Where: Anywhere between the castle and the fields outside the city.
When: Sunset, GHB 2
What: Kay is slinking off to warn Faolan about Selene, because he doesn't trust anyone associated with monster-killing hunters. He doesn't know that Faolan has already asked her if she wants to join his pack. Talk about awkward.
Warnings: Standard language + being a jerk warning that comes with any log Kay is in.

Great. Just great. It was just his luck that the day after he arrived, someone with ties to "Hunters" would show up. Kay had just finished dealing with the fallout of the last group of monster killers that had gotten wind of his existence -- he didn't need more.

But one thing he knew about monster killers was that they didn't care who was really guilty and who wasn't. Innocent or not, it didn't matter. If you were a monster, you were dead. If you got in the way, you were also dead. The only way to survive was to hide.

And Kay could name one innocent monster in this place who wasn't good at keeping secrets.

He held off until dusk, but couldn't justify waiting any longer. Sunset found him in full wolf form slinking from shadow to shadow, following Faolan's scent through town. Finding the trail wasn't hard, but sneaking? Well, when you were eight feet tall and covered in fur, you'd find it hard to be inconspicuous, too.

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"So let me get this straight," Kay said, trying to piece together the bits of werewolf lore Selene had given him. "You're stuck as a wolf for days around the full moon, but can change whenever you want. People new at the whole changing thing lose control, but not always, and not when you've got experience. You can keep yourself from changing at the full moon, but it's not fun. And everybody knows you're a werewolf. Is that right?" He ticked off each piece of information on his fingers as he went.

It was better than talking about losing control.

Selene studied him. "Close enough," she said. She wasn't going to give details about silver or iron, nor talk about her weakness during the full moon. "I mean, I'm pretty sure my postman doesn't have the foggiest idea about me, and the poor dear is allergic to fur. But I have to insist every week that no, I simply do not own an animal that might be bothering him." She laughed.

"And you...you can change at will, obviously. Unless you're in the light of a full moon." She stood and began pacing again. "I'm thinking you generally keep some control, like earlier. I imagine you're...something...when that slips up, though." Half a soccer team might not be terribly impressive, but fighting Hunters and Vampires, well. For an untrained kid, not bad at all.

She turned her head towards the street and paused, a low growl in her throat. But the guard didn't even pretend to look, and was gone after a moment on his rounds. Sheepishly, she cleared her throat and looked back at Kay. "Sorry."

"...we should probably go," Kay said, looking after the guard. He'd nodded to confirm her statements but added nothing else. "Before someone does get on our case for being out here." He pulled a face and heaved a sigh.

After a moment, she nodded. "That's probably a good idea. Last thing I want is to get scolded for absconding with a young knight while dressed like this. Or worse, everyone thinking that's the kind of thing I'm interested in. No offense, but I don't care for the thought of the maids at the castle contriving to arrange accidental meetings between us at every opportunity, and I'm rather confidant they'd delight in it." She laughed, shaking her head.

"Anyhow, though I detest playing the responsible adult here, I might suggest having care when you're running around the city like that. I know you think about folk attacking you, or hunting you down, but that's not all. The fewer people who know there is a werewolf or two, the better it will be if we find ourselves in a fight. Folk who don't expect you to change won't know what to do with it."

Kay rolled his eyes. Everyone here was insane. Like LARPers gone absolutely nuts.

Well. More nuts.

"You're a little late for that. Sorry. I don't spread my condition around, and no one knows the wolf is me but you and Faolan, but I ended up--" Oh, jeez, how did he explain it? That he'd been tricked into rescuing a girl by someone who was trying to make people do heroic stuff? "--rescuing someone in the wolf body. And you know how everything we do here is basically in the public eye." Kay sounded irritated. He didn't like that he'd been tricked, and he definitely didn't like that Loki guy. Where did he get off, playing people like that?

She pursed her lips. "Did anyone get a good look at you? See you're not just a big wolf?" She licked her lips. "Last couple of days, right? I heard about heroes fighting each other or something like that."

"Are you kidding? I couldn't pass for 'just a big wolf' if I tried. They thought I was a mutant coyote back home. I didn't say I was a werewolf, but I don't know who guessed. Anyway, about what happened -- some asshole called Loki kidnapped a girl and made us jump through a bunch of hoops to get her back." His tone said that he thought the whole thing had been a bad idea.

She snorted, and flushed a little. "Well, I guess you have a point. At least they haven't connected it to you." She cleared her throat, smoothing her clothes.

"Loki. Someone to avoid, I'm guessing?" She let out a heavy breath. "Like half of this God-forsaken kingdom, I suppose."

"Yeah. Tall, green eyes, slicked-back hair, turns blue sometimes. Dunno if you should avoid him, but the guy gets his kicks from locking little girls up in ice towers. Not exactly best friend material, you know?"

"I've never had the best judgement, when it comes to friends. Most of the have been animals half the time."

"And some even turned into wolves, right?" Kay shot back. He couldn't really speak about advisable friends, since he was kind of an inadvisable friend himself. Kay knew that he wouldn't want his little sister hanging around with a guy like him.

He gave a shrug. "Anyway, I'm just giving you a heads up. It's not my business who you hang with."

"No, no. That would jut be crazy, don't you think? Turning into wolves." She nodded, though, and took a breath.

"I'll keep it in mind. Try not to have too much fun at the guards' expense, Sugar, it's not very nice. I should get back before the maids have some sort of fit."

Kay flashed her a grin. "Telling me to be good? Really?" He changed, leaving the banner he'd been holding around his waist behind.

She watched, for a moment, then turned and walked back towards the street, chuckling to herself.

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