Bridge got up shakily, running his hands through the golden fear. A little bit of it seeped back into him as he willed it to, making him sit and look around warily. He caught a flash of silver as he looked around, and jumped. "Who's there?" he squeaked.
Silver spotted a golden Aura, and switched from a lope to a hunter's prowl, stepping closer to the golden glow.
(good point, I forgot to mention most empath's physical emotions will show up in the color of their aura in my universe, bridge's is gold)
Bridge hastily tried to absorb the fear, which then made him only more fearful. "P-please don't hurt me!" He loud-whispered, his white hair falling into his face as he looked around him, unaware of the golden pool of emotion that still laid on the ground.
(Empaths in my world are kinds like another element, so their auras are similar, but they can summon and control them at will.)
Silver carefully stepped out of the bushes, head low to show he meant no harm as he crept out of the bushes, his large paws silent on the forest floor.
(ah, okay)
Bridge squeaked at the sight of the wolf, relaxed a little as it bent its head, then started panicking again as it came closer. He noticed the golden pool in front of him and leaned forward.
"Sorry, um, that's my, uh…never mind what it was," He whispered, scooping the rest of it up and shoving it in his pocket for later.
Silver watched him pick up the goopy aura and shove it in his pocket, pausing where he was to the other could calm down.
Bridge collected himself, staring at the wolf. “You seem nice,” He said eventually.
Silver gave him a wolfish smile, still not saying anything.
“Woah. Did you just smile at me? I didn’t know wolves could smile.” He sat up straight. “My name’s Bridge.”
"Silver" he replied, watching himquietly.
“Woah.” Bridge’s eyes widened. “You can talk?” Surprise appeared in a shimmer, glowing around him. He hurriedly took it back. “Sorry. I’m an empath.”
Silver nodded, shifting to human form. "Half wolf," he said, watching the other with interest.
Bridge leaned forward, gold eyes sparkling. “You’re a werewolf? That’s so cool?” He looked down at his hands. “It’s really not that cool being an empath.”
"Please… do you know how rare Empaths are?" Asked Silver, "Halfbloods are common…"
“Well, I’ve never seen one.” Bridge looked back up. “Am I really that rare? I mean, besides all this…” He said, gesturing to his hair, eyes, and arms.
"Probably.." said Silver, "And the only reason you've never seen a halfblood before is cause they don't normally travel this far…"
“Why are you here, then?” Bridge asked, them shaking his head. “Never mind. I shouldn’t be asking. I can barely even control what I do.”
Silver smiled, "Hey I don't mind!" he said, "I actually came out here looking for some new herbs.."
Bridge grinned back. “For what? That sounds cool.”
"I practice healing.." said Silver, "I'm always looking for new remedys.."
“Woah. That’s so…” Bridge put his hands up to his head, “Cool!”
A golden, shimmery smoke erupted from him, and his eyes widened, gathering it up hastily. “See…? I can’t control them well.”
Silver laughed, he thought it was cute. "Just goes to show how strong emotions can be"
Bridge blushed a little. The werewolf guy- Silver- was pretty. “I guess you’re right. Especially mine.”
Silver had to keep from lunging and hugging the other. Gods he's cute…
Bridge tilted his head at Silver. “You look tired. Do you mind if…” He pulled some his own excitement out, just a small shimmer’s worth. “I don’t want to hurt anyone.”