@A5_ WICKED
Evelyn opens her mouth but all that comes out where a few grunts.
(SHe's trying to find new food for the pack. Like something other than rabbit or a sorted birds)
Evelyn opens her mouth but all that comes out where a few grunts.
(SHe's trying to find new food for the pack. Like something other than rabbit or a sorted birds)
Corvin notices her wild look. I don't think she's going to understand me. As he picks up his backpack he thinks, Duh, genius. He opens his backpack, finds his lunch bag, and pulls out the plastic container with it's medium serving of meatloaf. He pops the lid off and sets the container near the werewolf. He frowns when the action reminds him of feeding a dog. She's a person, remember that, Corvin.
Evelyn looks surprised and crouches down again, stepping forward gingerly
Corvin steps back, not wanting to startle the werewolf. He tries not to stare at the werewolf…girl, but, a few hours ago he didn't know anyone like him. And now I do but she can't talk. Joy.
Evelyn reaches toward the container and touches it with the tip of a finger. to moves slightly, startling her and she leaps backward, snarling
(Lucas breathed)
(XD)
Corvin smirks at the sudden timidity of the werewolf. He wants to ask her her name, how old she is, where she's from, when she was bitten, but all his words sit in the back of his throat; they'd fall on confused ears if he said them.
Evelyn grunts a few times and reaches for the container again this time dragging it toward herself.
"You certainly act like a wild animal." Corvin says quietly. "Where would you be from?" He sighs, rubbing at the back of his neck. I'm definitely not making it to school on time.
Evelyn was sniffing the container, cross-legged on the ground. She looks over at the werewolf then points toward the forest
Corvin looks in that direction. "Ah." Then he frowns. A pack? A werewolf pack? He shakes his head and slowly steps closer. "If you want me to follow I'll follow." Please get the gist.
Evelyn jumps away from him, dropping the container-now empty- but skirts around the werewolf toward the forest. She gallops forward into the brush
Corvin sighs and follows quickly after, his human eyes having a difficult time keeping track on her.
Evelyn pauses a few times, looking over her shoulder for him then darts forward again.
(So what exactly is the lay out of the forest?)
(I'm imagining something like this: https://static1.visitestonia.com/images/2890339/Estonian_forest_reasons_to_visit_Sven_Zacek.jpg. I've got to go; I'll be back tomorrow morning.)
(Wow… Ok bye!)
Evelyn crouched down in front of of a large very old looking tree. She was breathing heavilly slightly and seemed to be waiting. Then suddenly from all around there where howls and yipping as an entire pack of regular wolves appear from the shadows of the trees.
(https://gfycat.com/gifs/search/ookami+kodomo+ame+to+yuki)
Corvin whirls around, watching the silhouettes and forms of wolves take shape between the trees. "Whoa."
An old, pure black she wolf trots up toward Evelyn, whispering in her ear then stepping back. Evelyn yips back a reply and all wolves turned to the other werewolf.
(She explained who he was)
Corvin tilts his head. He understands that they are communicating but doesn't understand a thing. Questions whirl around and around, but the language barrier poses a big problem.
(Is he going to teach her how to talk? Or… What?)
Evelyn stands up normally, balancing on the roots of the tree. The wolves from the shadows now jog out into the light. There where 6 adults and 5 pups
(I could try, but we might need to do time jumps throughout. Example: In one update he's teaching her different words for things. In the next she's using short sentences.)
Corvin smiles at the pups, but casts a wary eye on the adults. Who knows, may the werewolf brought him here for lunch.
(Thats was what I meant but ok!)
Evelyn sighs and walks normally down toward him, picking up a pup as she goes. She reaches him -slightly closer than usual- and holds out the pup. He blinks and yips, kicking his short legs
(Oh, okay.)
Oh. Corvin smiles uncertainly and takes pup.
Evelyn crouches down, watching closely. He;s just holding him out… Thats not good…
(So the pack is waiting to see him he holds the pup regularly and not just like 'uh what?' to make sure he was really a werewolf… Its hard to explain)
(XD Corvin might not know what to do.)
Seeing how the pup's legs are flailing, Corvin holds it closer to him, like he knows cats like to be held; a hand holding the hips in place, the other hand between the front legs supporting the main body and head. He looks to the werewolf to gauge her reaction.
Evelyn yelps and smiles and the wolves leap and yip themselves except for the eldest. Evelyn stands again and takes the pup back, setting him on the ground. She runs back to the pack and look behind her a the werewolf, "Prénom?"
(Whoa, she speaketh French?! :P)
Corvin looks around him at the outburst. Ok, I'm assuming I did something right. The werewolf girl says something, and unless his language lessons have failed him, he swears it's French. "My name. You want to know my name?" He points at his chest. "Corvin." He taps his chest again. "Corvin."
(Tries yes)
"Cor~van?" She trilled the 'r' slightly. She tilts her head
Yeah, I had issues pronouncing it too when I was little. "Cor-vin." He says it slower this time.
"Cor~van." Evelyn was confused. She was saying it properly. Why was he repeating himself?
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