Run Baby, Run

Vast, endless desert. It stretches on as far as the eye can see to the South and East, for many miles until the expanse of the Dead Forest to the North, and about as many miles to the West until the ground rises up to form the Sidewinder Range. Desert flora and fauna are the only things that can flourish here. Pockets of radiation are everywhere!

Run Baby, Run

Joined: 08 Jun 2013, 00:36

31 Jul 2013, 01:07 #1

    For the most part, Odetta Coyote was happy with her life in Door. She had all of the booze she could drink, her job was fun and easy, and she didn't have to worry about the law coming after her or werewolf hunters trying to put her in the ground. Maylene was settled and seemed happy enough, and things were good. As long as her aunt was content, Odetta was content. There were only two things that she really hated about Door; the fact that her brothers were still back in the old world, and that she wasn't supposed to really leave the town premises. Detta was a wolf, dammit, and sometimes she needed to run.

    Every week or so, the werewolf would sneak between the perimeter guards, her advanced senses notifying her of their relative locations. Some of the Red Collars knew her well and let her go even if they saw her - others would try to stop her and get her back in town. Apparently it was dangerous in the desert. Odetta wasn't afraid of the desert, especially at night. She was a werewolf, goddammit, and she wasn't about to be afraid of mutant lizards or pockets of radiation or anything else for that matter.

    This particular night she had snuck out, her wolf body low to the ground as she made her way west. The nearest Red Collar had been Maela, who usually let her go anyway and figured if she was going to get killed it was her own damn fault. Detta had figured it was better just to sneak anyway, that way the weird little alien couldn't get in trouble if anyone found out. It wasn't that she really gave a damn about the alien's feelings so much as she didn't want to have to get into a fight with her. Maela was a mean little shit.

    Once she was far enough away from the town to really let go, the shaggy chestnut colored werewolf broke out at a full run, her paws hitting dirt, claws digging into the ground. For a few moments, she felt pure, unadulterated joy. Then she smelled something... off. She smelled another wolf. The only wolves in town were herself, Maylene, and that new guy, Guy. So who... or what... was this?
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01 Aug 2013, 00:50 #2

Arielle needed a break from the Raider camp. Just being there so much was very taxing for her because of all the people, and the way some of them looked at her just creeped her out. She avoided contact with everyone who wasn’t a Scarecrow as much as possible, but it wasn’t always doable. They tried to touch her, took the food she cooked, laughed when she shied away, and otherwise had fun at her expense.

Tonight, she decided to explore a little bit. In her wolf form, she would hopefully be able to outrun anything that attacked her if it came to that, but she’d do her best to avoid any trouble, like she always did. Maybe she’d even be able to bring back something for the Scarecrows to have for breakfast. That would be good, and she was sure they would appreciate full stomachs without doing any work for it, other than keeping the other Raiders from stealing it.

As she trotted along, Arielle’s paws brought her towards the town of Door, which she could see in the distance. She hadn’t been there since she first fled, and Arielle wasn’t sure she would ever really want to go back. The memories it held weren’t entirely pleasant. She was about to turn and head a different direction when she spotted a pile of what appeared to be garbage, but she knew better than to simply dismiss it. There might be something useful. She padded over to it and started digging around a little, sniffing around to see if anything looked good.

Then a new scent came to her: another werewolf. Arielle’s ears flattened back and her tail lowered before she even saw whoever it was while wondering if she had been smelled as well. Was there time to simply dash off in another direction? The sound of paws hitting the ground told her the answer was no. If she ran, he or she might think she was up to something and give chase. Well, whoever it was, she hoped it was someone friendly. Her posture remained submissive as she looked towards the source of the sound.
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07 Sep 2013, 22:57 #3

    The mangy-looking chestnut colored werewolf approached the stranger, her own body posture neither aggressive nor submissive. Her ears remained up, her head even with her body, her tail wagging. She sniffed at the garbage and then the air, trying to gain some knowledge about the other wolf. Definitely a were, not a full-blooded wolf, and definitely a female. There was a lot of fear there too, which at once confused and titillated Detta. She wasn't particularly used to anyone actually being afraid of her, and it was sort of interesting. Then again, she wanted to have fun tonight, and possibly getting into a fight with a fear-aggressive desert freak werewolf didn't sound like fun.

    So instead she lowered the front half of her body, kept her butt high in the air, and began wagging her tail furiously.

    Let's play!
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08 Sep 2013, 18:23 #4

When the other wolf appeared, Arielle held her posture. She was afraid to move and possibly provoke an attack. Hesitantly sniffing the air, she determined that the other wolf was female and continued watching her warily. The other canine didn’t look threatening, but then again, lots of people didn’t look dangerous. Often, that made them to be even more of a threat than they would otherwise have been.

Arielle licked her lips nervously as she continued to watch the other werewolf. Her head jerked up in surprise when she suddenly dropped into a playful stance. Arielle’s blue eyes widened and she quickly ducked her head again. Was this some sort of trick? An ambush? It had to be. Her eyes darted around, trying to see if there was someone else around as well. She hadn’t heard or smelled anyone. But if she didn’t play, what if the other woman was insulted?

Hesitantly, Arielle lowered her body into the same posture, although she was more rigid and nervous. Her tail wagged as well, not nearly as fast. Hopefully this would only be play. She knew there were those who would play with their food, and she really didn’t want to end up someone’s dinner.

Let’s play, she agreed and opened her mouth to let her tongue loll out, although she didn’t relax at all.
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09 Sep 2013, 03:16 #5

    Odetta barked a sharp, quick bark and then took off at a run, going back the direction she came. If this wolf had an ounce of instinct, she would come tearing after her, eventually they would end up tumbling about, and then the whole thing would begin again but in reverse. It was like tag with a bit of wrestling thrown in and it was one of the werewolf's favorite things in the entire universe. Maylene was much faster and stronger than her, which sometimes made things unfair. Back home, she had loved playing with her brothers. Zeke had been smarter than her but she was meaner, and Waylond had usually required a good bit of nipping to get going. She missed her brothers terribly.

    Her paws hit the dirt over and over again and she found catharsis in running, whether she was being chased on not. She truly hoped that the other wolf was coming up behind her, because she needed the physical interaction with someone. Rolling around as two balls of teeth and fur was something she needed every now and then. It was a part of her nature.

    When they were done playing, maybe they could talk. Detta missed being around other wolves. She needed a pack. Here, she had her friends, but it was different. Maylene was always busy with the Red Collars... she got lonely. It didn't escape her mind that this other wolf was a possible threat, one of the "raiders" she had heard about, but she wasn't too worried. The other wolf smelled too scared, looked too submissive to be too much trouble.
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11 Sep 2013, 04:03 #6

The other female bolted and Arielle’s paws carried her forward automatically. She skidded to a halt a moment later, wondering if this wolf was leading her into danger, but a game of tag did seem like fun... She dashed forward again, allowing herself to relax even just a little. Maybe that’s all this was: a bit of fun in a world that was anything but.

An excited bark escaped Arielle’s maw as she gained on the other werewolf. She was a bit startled by it, but pushed forward anyway. Playing like this wasn’t what she was used to; Arielle was used to being chased, caught, and then bullied into the ground. Maybe this would actually turn out better than that.

When she was finally in range, Arielle leapt forward, paws stretched out in front of her as she collided with the other werewolf. Her teeth closed gently on her scruff since Arielle didn’t want to seem threatening as she rolled a few times from the impact, then she let go and scrambled to get her paws under her before taking off again. She didn’t pay much attention to the direction she took, only that she needed to go there fast.

Arielle glanced briefly back to see if the female was following her. Being chased made it difficult to push down the familiar fear that bubbled up automatically. She just couldn’t help it, but she kept telling herself this was just play and, surprisingly, found that she was actually enjoying it.
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21 Sep 2013, 18:12 #7

    HAHA! FUN! Odetta rolled as the other wolf caught up with her and nipped at her scruff. They tumbled about playfully and then the other wolf took off again, ready to be chased herself. The strange wolf was less rough than Detta and her brothers had been, but Detta could adjust to that. She had learned how to play somewhat nicely with her cousins' pups. Maylene didn't take it too kindly when she bit too hard either, so she had learned. It had taken some beatings and a few nasty bites from annoyed werewolves to learn, but it had eventually taken.

    The werewolf gave chase, her nails digging into the dirt. She let out a yip of joy and began to run full-out. The other wolf was fast, that was for damned sure. She wondered what would drive another wolf to run so hard, to have built up that kind of strength and endurance. Detta had it from years of playing too hard with her much bigger brothers and years running from various pissed-off things in the West. Then again, surviving out in this desert sort of required a person to be on their game.

    Curiosity was beginning to overwhelm even the desire to play. Detta pushed herself harder and caught up with the other wolf, tackling her to the ground with a grunt. She jumped back and let her up quickly, wagging her tail to show that it was all still fun and games before she shifted back to her human form. She was naked in the desert and it was cold, but the running and foolishness would be enough to keep her warm for a few minutes.

    "Who are you?" she asked, moving from the crouching position a wolf always came out of shift in and standing tall to stretch her arms above her head. Addressing a stranger in the nude didn't even seem to phase her. "It's ok, you can shift. I'm not gonna start a fuss."
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03 Oct 2013, 22:43 #8

Playtime seemed to be coming to an end, confirmed when the other female shifted back. Arielle felt her cheeks heat up a little under her fur and looked away. She glanced up at the woman's face when she spoke and licked her lips in her nervousness. Her wolf form made her feel less vulnerable, but she also didn't want to be rude. Arielle took a breath and then shifted back.

The stones and sand would be uncomfortable to sit on without her clothes, so she stood as well, with her body angled away from the other werewolf. She crossed her arms as her shoulders hunched forward. Standing naked in the desert at night with a stranger just wasn't safe, even if the stranger was a woman. Arielle also didn't believe the woman's words for a second, that she wasn't going to start a fuss.

"I'm Arielle," she replied quietly, her nervousness evident in the way her voice trembled slightly. "I'm, um, part of the Raiders." Arielle's gaze flicked to the woman's face again. "What about you?"
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