20th of Glade, 121xx
Brianne’s brow was pinched as she stared at the white wolven mess in front of her. It was just before dusk, the sun had begun to set and Talon was to arrive any minute.
And yet, not only was Senara not dressed, she was still sitting unmoving in her wolf form, eyes placid as she licked her lips of the last remnants of stew she’d scarfed down only an hour ago before.
“Senara, so help me, just return to your human form and you can go right back to this when we get there.” She said, grumbling to herself as she sat on a stump outside the house. Their things were already packed, her horse had been readied and was standing just off to the side grazing, and now all that was left to do was wait. And apparently, force her live-in annoyance to listen.
Brianne rubbed both hands down her face with a groan, finishing by resting them on the pile of clothes in her lap. As her fingers gripped the fabric she glared up at the wolf that sat before her looking every bit defiant as she had when she’d arrived.
’Why would I travel on two legs when I can get there faster, easier, on four?’ Senara’s words were unspoken, and yet, Brianne had somehow found a way to understand the tiny gestures and grunts she’d made. Though usually her communication was a simple chuff.
“Look, if we go walkin along the pathway with a damn dire wolf at our side we’re going to attract attention- either by other predators or people none of which we need interfering with our mission.”
’Then why do I have to put on clothes?’
“You can’t walk around naked, Senara!” Brianne shouted. “Appearing in front of someone you don’t know nude is highly inappropriate, and besides the strangers we’ll likely see on our way we’ll be travelling with Talon, I’m sure you remember him. Do you want him to see you naked?” She asked, though she knew the answer the moment it slipped from her mouth.
’Why would that matter?’ Brianne sighed as Senara’s ear twitched with indifference. Truly, she should remember by now exactly who she was dealing with. A wild wolf who would likely have no issue licking her own ass in front of Sahfri. The past two weeks had shown her that much. Hell, she’d nearly sexually assaulted Rickter just in greeting.
Though the worst of it had been her grooming in the front yard, something the mail man had become uncomfortably-used to on his morning routes. Sometimes he’d find her nude, picking her teeth and glaring at him from afar and not allowing him to passby the first half of the walkway. Though other times she’d just sit at the end of the walkway in her wolf form and stare down at his tiny, fragile form, threatening him to drop the mail with nothing but the massive shadow her frame cast over him.
Perhaps she should hire a dog trainer. But then again, that’s what Rickter had been for.
But for all the annoyance and strangeness that was Senara, she was a powerful creature. Their last few hunts together had been scores more successful than any she’d been on, and with her own hound-dog was able to chase down fresher prey. Her help alone had increased the women's income tenfold just in the past week. And now that her wounds had been healed, she was slowly returning to her former glory.
Her fur had finally begun to take on it’s lustre, her eyes were no longer sunken or hazy and she was beginning to show the first signs of dropping her constant anxiety. At least mostly. Even when she was sleeping there was a tenseness to her muscles, an alertness to her ears that twitched at every minor sound. It was concerning to say the least, but at least she knew nothing would ever sneak up on them.
Brianne stood from the stump and in her place threw down the set of clothes. She should be more kind, more understanding, but the creature they were to fight wasn’t even fully known to them. And too many had already died.
“You will put those on, before Talon arrives.” And yet, she could already hear the confident beating of wings in the distance.
“Well, fuck.”
And yet, not only was Senara not dressed, she was still sitting unmoving in her wolf form, eyes placid as she licked her lips of the last remnants of stew she’d scarfed down only an hour ago before.
“Senara, so help me, just return to your human form and you can go right back to this when we get there.” She said, grumbling to herself as she sat on a stump outside the house. Their things were already packed, her horse had been readied and was standing just off to the side grazing, and now all that was left to do was wait. And apparently, force her live-in annoyance to listen.
Brianne rubbed both hands down her face with a groan, finishing by resting them on the pile of clothes in her lap. As her fingers gripped the fabric she glared up at the wolf that sat before her looking every bit defiant as she had when she’d arrived.
’Why would I travel on two legs when I can get there faster, easier, on four?’ Senara’s words were unspoken, and yet, Brianne had somehow found a way to understand the tiny gestures and grunts she’d made. Though usually her communication was a simple chuff.
“Look, if we go walkin along the pathway with a damn dire wolf at our side we’re going to attract attention- either by other predators or people none of which we need interfering with our mission.”
’Then why do I have to put on clothes?’
“You can’t walk around naked, Senara!” Brianne shouted. “Appearing in front of someone you don’t know nude is highly inappropriate, and besides the strangers we’ll likely see on our way we’ll be travelling with Talon, I’m sure you remember him. Do you want him to see you naked?” She asked, though she knew the answer the moment it slipped from her mouth.
’Why would that matter?’ Brianne sighed as Senara’s ear twitched with indifference. Truly, she should remember by now exactly who she was dealing with. A wild wolf who would likely have no issue licking her own ass in front of Sahfri. The past two weeks had shown her that much. Hell, she’d nearly sexually assaulted Rickter just in greeting.
Though the worst of it had been her grooming in the front yard, something the mail man had become uncomfortably-used to on his morning routes. Sometimes he’d find her nude, picking her teeth and glaring at him from afar and not allowing him to passby the first half of the walkway. Though other times she’d just sit at the end of the walkway in her wolf form and stare down at his tiny, fragile form, threatening him to drop the mail with nothing but the massive shadow her frame cast over him.
Perhaps she should hire a dog trainer. But then again, that’s what Rickter had been for.
But for all the annoyance and strangeness that was Senara, she was a powerful creature. Their last few hunts together had been scores more successful than any she’d been on, and with her own hound-dog was able to chase down fresher prey. Her help alone had increased the women's income tenfold just in the past week. And now that her wounds had been healed, she was slowly returning to her former glory.
Her fur had finally begun to take on it’s lustre, her eyes were no longer sunken or hazy and she was beginning to show the first signs of dropping her constant anxiety. At least mostly. Even when she was sleeping there was a tenseness to her muscles, an alertness to her ears that twitched at every minor sound. It was concerning to say the least, but at least she knew nothing would ever sneak up on them.
Brianne stood from the stump and in her place threw down the set of clothes. She should be more kind, more understanding, but the creature they were to fight wasn’t even fully known to them. And too many had already died.
“You will put those on, before Talon arrives.” And yet, she could already hear the confident beating of wings in the distance.
“Well, fuck.”