“I… don’t want to leave..”

MINORS DNI. Wolf - He/They/Xe/Wolf - Survivor [RP/Character Account - Main: kaigemysoul] Blog Owner is 21

[cried-out-wolf]

Intro post:

“Hello, I’m Wolf. Uh…we gotta be quick about this. I uh, got curious I guess, came down to see who ended up here. I’m a maned wolf beastkin who’s kinda just, here. Anyway. If you can keep secrets and stay kind, maybe I’ll try to help. Just, survive and don’t piss him off. I gotta go now..”

Extra Extra facts: Wolf also draws a lot, he believes that this is one of the best ways to appease Strade in order to live another day in limbo. Wolf also would rather sleep in the basement, as they still find the upstairs foreign and uncomfortable, at least to sleep in. Strade also lets them cook sometimes, but it’s usually when he needs the extra hands. Wolf also still has all their fingers, having somehow convinced Strade to not use the tablesaw on them.

AN: Heya, I’m Kaige, a 21 year old artist who recently rediscovered BTD and recently fell down the YKMET pipeline! This is, kind of a self insert? I’m not sure. But regardless I hope you enjoy these lil intro cards to this fella. This account will be not only an ask blog, but also a roleplay account, so if you’re 18+, feel free to interact! All posts written in GREEN is Wolf speaking. BLUE, as you see here is Out Of Character, and WHITE is Detailing in posts! You can flirt, be aggressive, be shy, whatever fits you the most, just understand it’s all roleplay, and there IS a real person behind the account.

BASIC DNI APPLIES: NO MINORS! NO PROSHIP (This is just for like. Underage and stuff. Yknow, shit thats actually illegal and really bad. Deaddove/dark content enjoyers you are fine)! Don’t be overly nsfw in the ask box. Suggestive is welcome, but don’t overdo it. If you’re not sure, send anyway and I’ll be sure to let you know! If you want to be Hardcore NSFW I’m 100% down to roleplay on a different platform like Discord. Don’t be afraid to ask about it!! If we become good friends, I’m 100% willing to draw our characters together!! I plan on offering commissions and requests here as well! Especially in character!!

Hope you all enjoy!!

[cried-out-wolf]

A barn owl beastkin was letting out a screech in the night sky.

🦉🌳

While having a night out to himself, one of the very few that Strade had let him out, Wolf perks up at the sudden screech, wondering where it had come from. His body was already preparing to lunge or run.

“Who goes there?”

[l0vely-mountains]

Mansi sees him, she is up in a tree. She was looking down at him with her head tilted a bit. Her legs where hanging off the branch.

"Hello."

[cried-out-wolf]

“Uhm.,, what brings you around… what…what are you doing here..?”

Wolf struggles to find his words, intentionally followed or not, he wasn’t sure on how to react after rising to his feet completely, making himself look less animal-like and more…human. At least it was nice to have someone to talk to…someone watching his six. An owl was a sign right??

[l0vely-mountains]

"Uh to just watch for any rabbits. And pick some greens. I'm Mansi!"

Manis comes down from the tree. She glide down to the ground quietly. She was looking at him with a smile. There is feathers on her face.

[cried-out-wolf]

“Wolf. Uh…isn’t it a little dangerous being out alone like this..? The woods and surroundings hide some…things beyond comprehension.. Hate for you to be hurt..”

The canid beastkin looked around, as if he expected something to be stalking around them in the clearing.

“Haven’t found much to hunt myself..”

[l0vely-mountains]

"Out here is normal for me. What about you. Should you have someone keeping you safe from bears, wolves, bear traps, and other stuff. I know this place back of my hand."

Mansi said with a smile. She has an axe on her belt.

"I have some rabbit traps that might have wild rabbit in it. So I can give you some food."

[cried-out-wolf]

“I concealed carry when I’m out.. I know extensive combat so I don’t get hurt…Nothing has a chance against me anyway.”

Wolf looks around, checking his surroundings before looking back up.

“Doesn’t sound too bad to share honestly..”

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Oh I don't enjjoy watching. Infact I enjoy being the one to give that amount of pain. He doesn't entertain me...But you? You do. Perhaps you want me to show myself, hm? You want a real god to put you in your place. To utilize you more than anything.

Freedom is just an illusion.

Specially your's.

They seemed to be met with a cold demeanour on the camera on the computer.

Tell me, what are you doing on his computer?

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin was far beyond his edge now, heart pounding hard in his chest he swore he heard it alongside the ringing in his ears. He was panicking, something.. no… someone got in somehow, and now he was vulnerable all over again, just as he thought he had escaped all trouble. So much for his usb VPN, though that didn’t matter when something playing GOD was near.

“When I said we needed a new God.. an angel or something that..looks like it… you decided to take that literally huh?! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing!! How the hell did you find me?!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

The other was always vulnerable as long as the stalker roamed the streets. As long as he was free? No one was safe. The news always reported break ins, certain things going missing. People going missing a week after those continuous break-ins.

The VPN is useless if one can pick it apart bit by bit. It took time and alot of effort but if you are stubborn enough? you can do anything. He didn't even have to use his abilities to track this one down.

An angel...? Oh I used to be one, you are quite easy to find. Don't worry about locking the doors, the windows.

I am already inside.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Already inside..?"

Wolf's heart dropped, he swore he died just for a split second. Already...? How was that even possible? Wolf didn't like this, he didn't like being toyed with. His ears crane and his lip quivers, fur bristling as his skin erupts into goosebumps. He had to find a way out, or better yet, a safehouse. He wasn't armed here.

"Get out of here. Go... Go away-"

Now would be a great time for that tracker to connect to Verosia.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Already inside.

He repeated that heart drop was sudden and yet warranted. The creeping and groaning of the floor in the shadow's, the way things seemed to shuffle and move. It was certain tat someone was there. This game of cat and mouse, wolf and bunny just begun.

Soon he felt a breath linger almost on his neck.

Whatever, whoever it was? Wasn't going to go away anytime soon, the small laughs of a deep raspy voice confirmed it.

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin's heart only sank further, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen, ears pinned flat to his head. It was clear the nerves were getting to him.

But he wasn't about to give up so easily.

Wolf wasn't going to let his fear show so easily either, getting up from the chair and making his way to the door, he stood by it, silent with his ear pressed to the thin wood. He was listening, waiting, the hunter turning hunted.

He refused to go down without a fight, let alone be caught with his guard down. So he sat, and waited, the noise outside already giving him some idea of where the other could be.

"Hunting like a human in prehistoric times..."

[xchloroformedheartx]

the way those ears showed true fear, submission almost...It was tugging him. There was a small creak but where it came from was unknown. Hard to pinpoint where it was even with heightened senses from the beastkin.

Out of nowhere there was a knock but it wasn't coming from the door, it was coming from behind him. Like something was already in the room with the wolf.

Hunting....Is that what it's called hm? My games? That deep raspy voice glitched, coming from everywhere at the same time, whatever this was it wasn't human.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Y-Yeah, you're literally cornering me... Go away..-"

Wolf nearly falls into his panic, looking around anxiously as if he would even find whoever is stalking him so easily. He groans, tail twitching when he goes to sit down on the couch. His body is tremoring.

"What do you want from me..?"

His hands grip at his hair, his heart pounding in his chest, this had to be worse than Verosia.. no.. it was.

[xchloroformedheartx]

I won't be going away. I'll always be here. Watching and waiting. I'll always be in your life, like a spider in the corner of your room, watching and waiting to strike.

What I want from you? You. To simply take you. To turn you into something you didn't think you were capable of ever being.

A small laugh, the glitching and distorting unpleasantly chilling.

[cried-out-wolf]

“You’re a fool if you think I’ll give into that so easily. I’m not going anywhere. This is where I belong. You’re not gonna get what you want, the moment I reconnect I’ll be back on my way home!!”

Wolf was cornered, nowhere to go. Connections to Verosia are completely off the table here. He isn’t going to go down willingly.. but maybe… just maybe.. there are a few words that could make him comply…

“You can’t get me to obey you!! Just give up!!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

You think i need you to give in? you already gave in the moment i stepped into your personal space. I'm your new god.

A hand snatched his throat right up from the darkness that swallowed the rest of their body, fortunately he stepped out of the darkness revealing himself, his golden hues fixated, something was wrong with their stomach though, something was moving underneath the skin.

It was disgusting whatever it was.

He tightened his grip cutting off any oxygen...

[cried-out-wolf]

“As.. if I’d ever… give in-”

Wolf choked out in-between gasping breaths, clawing desperately at the arm that was choking him. He refused to break eye contact, determined to fight his way through, even if he was in a losing battle. His body instinctively flailed around, kicking and trying to land any blow that would free him just so he could breathe.

“Letmego-!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

Blink blink...

Wry Smile.

You don't have a choice whether you give in or not. It's already too late for that. The sooner you realise the easier this will be to dismantle you over and over. Pull back the layers, let me creep in.

With that he used that hand around the beastkins throat to pin him right down against the floor, straddling him. The guy felt like a whole stone wall, not able to quite get him off despite his size.

[cried-out-wolf]

“Never-!”

Wolf struggled against the floor, face scrunched in a fanged snarl as he writhed underneath the other, clawing at both the floor and their arm. He refused to be weaponized again, Verosia hadn’t invoked the words in years to even send him into such a state. He stared down the other being straddling him, beads of sweat dripping down his face as he slowly began to panic, realizing this fight might not topple in his favor.

“You won’t weaponize me-! Won’t allow it—!”

He rasped, nearly choking as he felt lightheaded. His body began to bulk in emergency, muscles burning as they became more defined and prominent.

[cried-out-wolf]

A barn owl beastkin was letting out a screech in the night sky.

🦉🌳

While having a night out to himself, one of the very few that Strade had let him out, Wolf perks up at the sudden screech, wondering where it had come from. His body was already preparing to lunge or run.

“Who goes there?”

[l0vely-mountains]

Mansi sees him, she is up in a tree. She was looking down at him with her head tilted a bit. Her legs where hanging off the branch.

"Hello."

[cried-out-wolf]

“Uhm.,, what brings you around… what…what are you doing here..?”

Wolf struggles to find his words, intentionally followed or not, he wasn’t sure on how to react after rising to his feet completely, making himself look less animal-like and more…human. At least it was nice to have someone to talk to…someone watching his six. An owl was a sign right??

[l0vely-mountains]

"Uh to just watch for any rabbits. And pick some greens. I'm Mansi!"

Manis comes down from the tree. She glide down to the ground quietly. She was looking at him with a smile. There is feathers on her face.

[cried-out-wolf]

“Wolf. Uh…isn’t it a little dangerous being out alone like this..? The woods and surroundings hide some…things beyond comprehension.. Hate for you to be hurt..”

The canid beastkin looked around, as if he expected something to be stalking around them in the clearing.

“Haven’t found much to hunt myself..”

[cried-out-wolf]

A barn owl beastkin was letting out a screech in the night sky.

🦉🌳

While having a night out to himself, one of the very few that Strade had let him out, Wolf perks up at the sudden screech, wondering where it had come from. His body was already preparing to lunge or run.

“Who goes there?”

[l0vely-mountains]

Mansi sees him, she is up in a tree. She was looking down at him with her head tilted a bit. Her legs where hanging off the branch.

"Hello."

[cried-out-wolf]

“Uhm.,, what brings you around… what…what are you doing here..?”

Wolf struggles to find his words, intentionally followed or not, he wasn’t sure on how to react after rising to his feet completely, making himself look less animal-like and more…human. At least it was nice to have someone to talk to…someone watching his six. An owl was a sign right??

[cried-out-wolf]

A barn owl beastkin was letting out a screech in the night sky.

🦉🌳

While having a night out to himself, one of the very few that Strade had let him out, Wolf perks up at the sudden screech, wondering where it had come from. His body was already preparing to lunge or run.

“Who goes there?”

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Oh I don't enjjoy watching. Infact I enjoy being the one to give that amount of pain. He doesn't entertain me...But you? You do. Perhaps you want me to show myself, hm? You want a real god to put you in your place. To utilize you more than anything.

Freedom is just an illusion.

Specially your's.

They seemed to be met with a cold demeanour on the camera on the computer.

Tell me, what are you doing on his computer?

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin was far beyond his edge now, heart pounding hard in his chest he swore he heard it alongside the ringing in his ears. He was panicking, something.. no… someone got in somehow, and now he was vulnerable all over again, just as he thought he had escaped all trouble. So much for his usb VPN, though that didn’t matter when something playing GOD was near.

“When I said we needed a new God.. an angel or something that..looks like it… you decided to take that literally huh?! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing!! How the hell did you find me?!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

The other was always vulnerable as long as the stalker roamed the streets. As long as he was free? No one was safe. The news always reported break ins, certain things going missing. People going missing a week after those continuous break-ins.

The VPN is useless if one can pick it apart bit by bit. It took time and alot of effort but if you are stubborn enough? you can do anything. He didn't even have to use his abilities to track this one down.

An angel...? Oh I used to be one, you are quite easy to find. Don't worry about locking the doors, the windows.

I am already inside.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Already inside..?"

Wolf's heart dropped, he swore he died just for a split second. Already...? How was that even possible? Wolf didn't like this, he didn't like being toyed with. His ears crane and his lip quivers, fur bristling as his skin erupts into goosebumps. He had to find a way out, or better yet, a safehouse. He wasn't armed here.

"Get out of here. Go... Go away-"

Now would be a great time for that tracker to connect to Verosia.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Already inside.

He repeated that heart drop was sudden and yet warranted. The creeping and groaning of the floor in the shadow's, the way things seemed to shuffle and move. It was certain tat someone was there. This game of cat and mouse, wolf and bunny just begun.

Soon he felt a breath linger almost on his neck.

Whatever, whoever it was? Wasn't going to go away anytime soon, the small laughs of a deep raspy voice confirmed it.

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin's heart only sank further, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen, ears pinned flat to his head. It was clear the nerves were getting to him.

But he wasn't about to give up so easily.

Wolf wasn't going to let his fear show so easily either, getting up from the chair and making his way to the door, he stood by it, silent with his ear pressed to the thin wood. He was listening, waiting, the hunter turning hunted.

He refused to go down without a fight, let alone be caught with his guard down. So he sat, and waited, the noise outside already giving him some idea of where the other could be.

"Hunting like a human in prehistoric times..."

[xchloroformedheartx]

the way those ears showed true fear, submission almost...It was tugging him. There was a small creak but where it came from was unknown. Hard to pinpoint where it was even with heightened senses from the beastkin.

Out of nowhere there was a knock but it wasn't coming from the door, it was coming from behind him. Like something was already in the room with the wolf.

Hunting....Is that what it's called hm? My games? That deep raspy voice glitched, coming from everywhere at the same time, whatever this was it wasn't human.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Y-Yeah, you're literally cornering me... Go away..-"

Wolf nearly falls into his panic, looking around anxiously as if he would even find whoever is stalking him so easily. He groans, tail twitching when he goes to sit down on the couch. His body is tremoring.

"What do you want from me..?"

His hands grip at his hair, his heart pounding in his chest, this had to be worse than Verosia.. no.. it was.

[xchloroformedheartx]

I won't be going away. I'll always be here. Watching and waiting. I'll always be in your life, like a spider in the corner of your room, watching and waiting to strike.

What I want from you? You. To simply take you. To turn you into something you didn't think you were capable of ever being.

A small laugh, the glitching and distorting unpleasantly chilling.

[cried-out-wolf]

“You’re a fool if you think I’ll give into that so easily. I’m not going anywhere. This is where I belong. You’re not gonna get what you want, the moment I reconnect I’ll be back on my way home!!”

Wolf was cornered, nowhere to go. Connections to Verosia are completely off the table here. He isn’t going to go down willingly.. but maybe… just maybe.. there are a few words that could make him comply…

“You can’t get me to obey you!! Just give up!!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

You think i need you to give in? you already gave in the moment i stepped into your personal space. I'm your new god.

A hand snatched his throat right up from the darkness that swallowed the rest of their body, fortunately he stepped out of the darkness revealing himself, his golden hues fixated, something was wrong with their stomach though, something was moving underneath the skin.

It was disgusting whatever it was.

He tightened his grip cutting off any oxygen...

[cried-out-wolf]

“As.. if I’d ever… give in-”

Wolf choked out in-between gasping breaths, clawing desperately at the arm that was choking him. He refused to break eye contact, determined to fight his way through, even if he was in a losing battle. His body instinctively flailed around, kicking and trying to land any blow that would free him just so he could breathe.

“Letmego-!”

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Oh I don't enjjoy watching. Infact I enjoy being the one to give that amount of pain. He doesn't entertain me...But you? You do. Perhaps you want me to show myself, hm? You want a real god to put you in your place. To utilize you more than anything.

Freedom is just an illusion.

Specially your's.

They seemed to be met with a cold demeanour on the camera on the computer.

Tell me, what are you doing on his computer?

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin was far beyond his edge now, heart pounding hard in his chest he swore he heard it alongside the ringing in his ears. He was panicking, something.. no… someone got in somehow, and now he was vulnerable all over again, just as he thought he had escaped all trouble. So much for his usb VPN, though that didn’t matter when something playing GOD was near.

“When I said we needed a new God.. an angel or something that..looks like it… you decided to take that literally huh?! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing!! How the hell did you find me?!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

The other was always vulnerable as long as the stalker roamed the streets. As long as he was free? No one was safe. The news always reported break ins, certain things going missing. People going missing a week after those continuous break-ins.

The VPN is useless if one can pick it apart bit by bit. It took time and alot of effort but if you are stubborn enough? you can do anything. He didn't even have to use his abilities to track this one down.

An angel...? Oh I used to be one, you are quite easy to find. Don't worry about locking the doors, the windows.

I am already inside.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Already inside..?"

Wolf's heart dropped, he swore he died just for a split second. Already...? How was that even possible? Wolf didn't like this, he didn't like being toyed with. His ears crane and his lip quivers, fur bristling as his skin erupts into goosebumps. He had to find a way out, or better yet, a safehouse. He wasn't armed here.

"Get out of here. Go... Go away-"

Now would be a great time for that tracker to connect to Verosia.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Already inside.

He repeated that heart drop was sudden and yet warranted. The creeping and groaning of the floor in the shadow's, the way things seemed to shuffle and move. It was certain tat someone was there. This game of cat and mouse, wolf and bunny just begun.

Soon he felt a breath linger almost on his neck.

Whatever, whoever it was? Wasn't going to go away anytime soon, the small laughs of a deep raspy voice confirmed it.

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin's heart only sank further, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen, ears pinned flat to his head. It was clear the nerves were getting to him.

But he wasn't about to give up so easily.

Wolf wasn't going to let his fear show so easily either, getting up from the chair and making his way to the door, he stood by it, silent with his ear pressed to the thin wood. He was listening, waiting, the hunter turning hunted.

He refused to go down without a fight, let alone be caught with his guard down. So he sat, and waited, the noise outside already giving him some idea of where the other could be.

"Hunting like a human in prehistoric times..."

[xchloroformedheartx]

the way those ears showed true fear, submission almost...It was tugging him. There was a small creak but where it came from was unknown. Hard to pinpoint where it was even with heightened senses from the beastkin.

Out of nowhere there was a knock but it wasn't coming from the door, it was coming from behind him. Like something was already in the room with the wolf.

Hunting....Is that what it's called hm? My games? That deep raspy voice glitched, coming from everywhere at the same time, whatever this was it wasn't human.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Y-Yeah, you're literally cornering me... Go away..-"

Wolf nearly falls into his panic, looking around anxiously as if he would even find whoever is stalking him so easily. He groans, tail twitching when he goes to sit down on the couch. His body is tremoring.

"What do you want from me..?"

His hands grip at his hair, his heart pounding in his chest, this had to be worse than Verosia.. no.. it was.

[xchloroformedheartx]

I won't be going away. I'll always be here. Watching and waiting. I'll always be in your life, like a spider in the corner of your room, watching and waiting to strike.

What I want from you? You. To simply take you. To turn you into something you didn't think you were capable of ever being.

A small laugh, the glitching and distorting unpleasantly chilling.

[cried-out-wolf]

“You’re a fool if you think I’ll give into that so easily. I’m not going anywhere. This is where I belong. You’re not gonna get what you want, the moment I reconnect I’ll be back on my way home!!”

Wolf was cornered, nowhere to go. Connections to Verosia are completely off the table here. He isn’t going to go down willingly.. but maybe… just maybe.. there are a few words that could make him comply…

“You can’t get me to obey you!! Just give up!!”

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Oh I don't enjjoy watching. Infact I enjoy being the one to give that amount of pain. He doesn't entertain me...But you? You do. Perhaps you want me to show myself, hm? You want a real god to put you in your place. To utilize you more than anything.

Freedom is just an illusion.

Specially your's.

They seemed to be met with a cold demeanour on the camera on the computer.

Tell me, what are you doing on his computer?

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin was far beyond his edge now, heart pounding hard in his chest he swore he heard it alongside the ringing in his ears. He was panicking, something.. no… someone got in somehow, and now he was vulnerable all over again, just as he thought he had escaped all trouble. So much for his usb VPN, though that didn’t matter when something playing GOD was near.

“When I said we needed a new God.. an angel or something that..looks like it… you decided to take that literally huh?! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing!! How the hell did you find me?!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

The other was always vulnerable as long as the stalker roamed the streets. As long as he was free? No one was safe. The news always reported break ins, certain things going missing. People going missing a week after those continuous break-ins.

The VPN is useless if one can pick it apart bit by bit. It took time and alot of effort but if you are stubborn enough? you can do anything. He didn't even have to use his abilities to track this one down.

An angel...? Oh I used to be one, you are quite easy to find. Don't worry about locking the doors, the windows.

I am already inside.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Already inside..?"

Wolf's heart dropped, he swore he died just for a split second. Already...? How was that even possible? Wolf didn't like this, he didn't like being toyed with. His ears crane and his lip quivers, fur bristling as his skin erupts into goosebumps. He had to find a way out, or better yet, a safehouse. He wasn't armed here.

"Get out of here. Go... Go away-"

Now would be a great time for that tracker to connect to Verosia.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Already inside.

He repeated that heart drop was sudden and yet warranted. The creeping and groaning of the floor in the shadow's, the way things seemed to shuffle and move. It was certain tat someone was there. This game of cat and mouse, wolf and bunny just begun.

Soon he felt a breath linger almost on his neck.

Whatever, whoever it was? Wasn't going to go away anytime soon, the small laughs of a deep raspy voice confirmed it.

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin's heart only sank further, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen, ears pinned flat to his head. It was clear the nerves were getting to him.

But he wasn't about to give up so easily.

Wolf wasn't going to let his fear show so easily either, getting up from the chair and making his way to the door, he stood by it, silent with his ear pressed to the thin wood. He was listening, waiting, the hunter turning hunted.

He refused to go down without a fight, let alone be caught with his guard down. So he sat, and waited, the noise outside already giving him some idea of where the other could be.

"Hunting like a human in prehistoric times..."

[xchloroformedheartx]

the way those ears showed true fear, submission almost...It was tugging him. There was a small creak but where it came from was unknown. Hard to pinpoint where it was even with heightened senses from the beastkin.

Out of nowhere there was a knock but it wasn't coming from the door, it was coming from behind him. Like something was already in the room with the wolf.

Hunting....Is that what it's called hm? My games? That deep raspy voice glitched, coming from everywhere at the same time, whatever this was it wasn't human.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Y-Yeah, you're literally cornering me... Go away..-"

Wolf nearly falls into his panic, looking around anxiously as if he would even find whoever is stalking him so easily. He groans, tail twitching when he goes to sit down on the couch. His body is tremoring.

"What do you want from me..?"

His hands grip at his hair, his heart pounding in his chest, this had to be worse than Verosia.. no.. it was.

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Oh I don't enjjoy watching. Infact I enjoy being the one to give that amount of pain. He doesn't entertain me...But you? You do. Perhaps you want me to show myself, hm? You want a real god to put you in your place. To utilize you more than anything.

Freedom is just an illusion.

Specially your's.

They seemed to be met with a cold demeanour on the camera on the computer.

Tell me, what are you doing on his computer?

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin was far beyond his edge now, heart pounding hard in his chest he swore he heard it alongside the ringing in his ears. He was panicking, something.. no… someone got in somehow, and now he was vulnerable all over again, just as he thought he had escaped all trouble. So much for his usb VPN, though that didn’t matter when something playing GOD was near.

“When I said we needed a new God.. an angel or something that..looks like it… you decided to take that literally huh?! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing!! How the hell did you find me?!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

The other was always vulnerable as long as the stalker roamed the streets. As long as he was free? No one was safe. The news always reported break ins, certain things going missing. People going missing a week after those continuous break-ins.

The VPN is useless if one can pick it apart bit by bit. It took time and alot of effort but if you are stubborn enough? you can do anything. He didn't even have to use his abilities to track this one down.

An angel...? Oh I used to be one, you are quite easy to find. Don't worry about locking the doors, the windows.

I am already inside.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Already inside..?"

Wolf's heart dropped, he swore he died just for a split second. Already...? How was that even possible? Wolf didn't like this, he didn't like being toyed with. His ears crane and his lip quivers, fur bristling as his skin erupts into goosebumps. He had to find a way out, or better yet, a safehouse. He wasn't armed here.

"Get out of here. Go... Go away-"

Now would be a great time for that tracker to connect to Verosia.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Already inside.

He repeated that heart drop was sudden and yet warranted. The creeping and groaning of the floor in the shadow's, the way things seemed to shuffle and move. It was certain tat someone was there. This game of cat and mouse, wolf and bunny just begun.

Soon he felt a breath linger almost on his neck.

Whatever, whoever it was? Wasn't going to go away anytime soon, the small laughs of a deep raspy voice confirmed it.

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin's heart only sank further, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen, ears pinned flat to his head. It was clear the nerves were getting to him.

But he wasn't about to give up so easily.

Wolf wasn't going to let his fear show so easily either, getting up from the chair and making his way to the door, he stood by it, silent with his ear pressed to the thin wood. He was listening, waiting, the hunter turning hunted.

He refused to go down without a fight, let alone be caught with his guard down. So he sat, and waited, the noise outside already giving him some idea of where the other could be.

"Hunting like a human in prehistoric times..."

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Oh I don't enjjoy watching. Infact I enjoy being the one to give that amount of pain. He doesn't entertain me...But you? You do. Perhaps you want me to show myself, hm? You want a real god to put you in your place. To utilize you more than anything.

Freedom is just an illusion.

Specially your's.

They seemed to be met with a cold demeanour on the camera on the computer.

Tell me, what are you doing on his computer?

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin was far beyond his edge now, heart pounding hard in his chest he swore he heard it alongside the ringing in his ears. He was panicking, something.. no… someone got in somehow, and now he was vulnerable all over again, just as he thought he had escaped all trouble. So much for his usb VPN, though that didn’t matter when something playing GOD was near.

“When I said we needed a new God.. an angel or something that..looks like it… you decided to take that literally huh?! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing!! How the hell did you find me?!”

[xchloroformedheartx]

The other was always vulnerable as long as the stalker roamed the streets. As long as he was free? No one was safe. The news always reported break ins, certain things going missing. People going missing a week after those continuous break-ins.

The VPN is useless if one can pick it apart bit by bit. It took time and alot of effort but if you are stubborn enough? you can do anything. He didn't even have to use his abilities to track this one down.

An angel...? Oh I used to be one, you are quite easy to find. Don't worry about locking the doors, the windows.

I am already inside.

[cried-out-wolf]

"Already inside..?"

Wolf's heart dropped, he swore he died just for a split second. Already...? How was that even possible? Wolf didn't like this, he didn't like being toyed with. His ears crane and his lip quivers, fur bristling as his skin erupts into goosebumps. He had to find a way out, or better yet, a safehouse. He wasn't armed here.

"Get out of here. Go... Go away-"

Now would be a great time for that tracker to connect to Verosia.

[cried-out-wolf]

Yeahhh do you mind if i draw your oc interacting with mine (also a Wolf beast kin) sometime? (Hopefully when work doesn't beat my ass-), they'd think Wolf is so cool :), i'll tag you after ofc

Absolutely!! Anyone is allowed to draw Wolf or Ulric interacting with their ocs!! I welcome and encourage fanart!! For anyone else, please don't be afraid to ask!! I welcome ANYTHING, just be sure to ask first!! My dms and askbox are open for that kind of thing!!

[cried-out-wolf]

Dude i'm so happy to see other Wolf beastkins ocs all i've seen dogs, cats, bunnies n stuff :))

AHHHHH THANK U SO MUCH, i do feel like theres not enough species diversity, let alone some more uncommonly seen ones, so this means so much to me!!! I'm planning on opening up some more blogs soon just wait!! This one won't be my only one. My current active secondary is @maniacalvulpes !!!

[cried-out-wolf]

Tabitha glanced nervously on Wolf, trying to not move too quickly. She was holding small videocamera in her hands and quickly lowered her gaze, avoiding to look in his eyes

"Ugh, uhm... Can I film you a bit? You look... unique. Would look nice on record"

“Am I like, a cryptid to you? Building a profile on me or somethin’?” The beastkin jokes as he waltzes over and stands, tail flicking in amusement. His piercing stare feels heavy within the already tense air, gaze already cold, yet intrigued. His cigarette is freshly lit, given he had already taken several drags from the rolled tobacco, the smoke hovering in the air thickly. At least it masks the smell of days old blood…

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AA TYSM for reviving my ask box!!!

[palesnow]

Tabitha quickly raised camera, filming him. She looked into viewfinder, becoming much more relaxed and confident, even if nothing changed. Her eyes twitched slightly and she was almost pressing her face against viewfinder. She shrugged

"You're... unique. Not like Ren. And not like humans."

She adjusted camera's settings a bit, smirking when they were just perfect.

When Wolf started to smoke, Tabitha coughed, not used to smell. She waved a hand in front of her face to breathe better:

"Like to film unique things. Or interesting. Or... anything in fact. Everything is better when captured by camera."

She looked at Wolf's scars, spark of curiosity flickered in her eye, but Tabitha was too concentrated on having perfect angle.

[cried-out-wolf]

Wolf chuckled out of amusement, taking yet another drag off his cigarette, blowing the smoke away from Tabitha out of respect. If anything, when moving his head, the pupils of his eyes flicker, the shimmering of reactive film that grants him night vision caught by the lighting of the basement.

"You'd be correct, I am neither human, nor fully beastkin like Ren. How did you figure it out?"

The half-canine practically started posing, comfortably showing off all his angles just slow enough so nobody could possibly miss a thing. Though with a light twinge of his eyelid, a ping only he could hear echos in his ears, and it nearly makes him flinch. Ah, so it's still searching.

With the ping going around just like sonar, he fully expected the camera to be affected. He could hear the near feedback loop and the way it started to lightly jumble, but it was only one small hiccup, like the software of the digital device just had a moment of lag or something.

"Guess you have a fair answer there, If it helps you remember or something like that. I never took too many photos, but I loved editing shots with filters just for the hell of it."

Of course of course!! I'm having so much fun!!

[palesnow]

Tabitha happily recorded everything. She tried sometimes to look directly onto Wolf, not through viewfinder, but, as usually, forgot she should do that. Plus it was easier to see through viewfinder for her with her awful eyesight

"I don't know. Intuition, perhaps? Sometimes I just look at someone and know something is weird with them."

Tabitha tilted her head, distracting from recoding just for a second. Her nystagmus lessened, pupils still twitching but very slightly. Then suddenly image on camera froze and stopped recording and Tabitha quickly turned all her attention on it.

"¡Oye, no te apagues!.. Joder, something is happening with camera. Hope recording itself is fine at least...:

She sometimes switched on spanish, when became really nervous or angry. Finally Tabitha gave up and turned camera off. Her confidence disappeared, replaced with usual nervousness, and she started to mostly look down with her usual grim expression.

"Ugh, um... So, if you're neither human or beastkin, then what are you?.. I mean, who. Yeah, of course who."

Tabitha quickly corrected herself at realisation she may have sounded rude. Tabitha never had great conversation skills and it was clear every single time she tried to speak more that just mumbling something under her nose.

[cried-out-wolf]

“You can call me Wolf. I’m not from around here, I’m from a hidden landmark thousands of miles away, called Verosia. Tell nobody, but I’m supposed to be some top secret superweapon of sorts. Sorry about your camera, my device implant must’ve interfered.”

Wolf placed his cigarette within his fanged jaws, holding it as he held out his wrist, brushing the fur away just enough to reveal an array of numbers scarred upon his wrist, right upon a tendon, which was ultimately worse. He held it in the open for a good while, allowing her to study it.

“Known as Project 9752, I was deployed in Canada for a scout recon mission, and well.. that backfired. Might as well take my chances with documentation for proof of life, just in case someone out there on my team is looking for me.”

Wolf covered the scar after some time, shuffling and handing over a sketch upon paper. His demeanor never seemed to change, finishing off his cigarette and discarding of the butt within an ashtray. It was a sketch of.. himself? Purely within a different form, standing tall and powerful. The Verosian Insignia was upon his forehead, eyes red and leaking as if he were crying or even bleeding from his eyes. Upon his back were tendrils made of antimatter, and his only form of clothing seemed to be something similar to briefs or a jockstrap, the insignia upon the article as well.

“This is just one of my forms they tested upon me, supposed to mock a lycan or beastkin of sorts, I think they had done well for the most part. I never thought I’d get trapped in this basement, but it for sure beats the harsh terrain and conditions of Canada when your only base is out of reach.”

[palesnow]

Tabitha looked at number with genuine curiousity. She even made few steps closer to Wolf. They were around same height, but Tabitha still was very wary around Wolf, looking at him with interest. Strange feeling inside her was telling to stay away, but she didn't listen.

"Wow. I've expected everything, but not… this. Were you born like that? Or…"

Tabitha was fighting between her nervousness and interest. As always her intuition didn't fool her and Wolf really was... interesting. Tabitha couldn't explain it to herself, but she really wanted to know more. She looked at Wolf carefully, then leaned down to look at drawing better. Her eyes started to twitch very quickly

"Oh! Are this… black things… are they painful? They look really big!"

Tabitha looked at Wolf almost with admiration. She sighed dreamily, not noticing how she started to smile

"Wish I could film you like this! Just imagine how striking you would look! And especially during fight! Ohhh, I would get Pulitzer for this!"

Tabitha didn't notice how she started to sound like teenage fangirl, looking at Wolf with big dreamy eyes

[cried-out-wolf]

"Born is..certainly one way to put it for sure. Not born as a human, no, I've always been some form of experiment, with certain ones limited to chemical triggers."

Wolf gave a small smile, his tail gently swaying as the other showed complete interest rather than judgement or fear. It was nice to have someone actually wanting to know just what he was, even if he didn't know the complete answer himself.

"Those are tendrils, they're made of antimatter. At times they do feel physically heavy, especially when I'm worn out or injured, but most of the time, they feel weightless!"

Wolf chuckled lightly as the other basically had a fire ignite within their eyes, someone so determined...he honestly missed this kind of connection with another human, or rather, someone else entirely. Keeping a secret so heavy upon his shoulders wasn't something for the weak to take on, but despite it all, he managed.

"Tell you what, if I can spar with something soon, I'll let you film me, just have to do it when I can...well.. get some free time out of this place. I've always been on the frontlines, so I think you'd enjoy the show quite a bit."

[palesnow]

Tabitha was really eager. She forgot all her carefulness and started to pace around Wolf, looking at him with cheerful admiration. She never saw creatures like that and her curiosity was clearly winning all logical arguments inside her head.

"Ooh, I wish I could film you properly! Just set the camera here, so you would look bigger…"

Tabitha grabbed her camera, not caring for it not working. Idea of recording Wolf sparring with someone excited her to no end, making Tabitha giggle like a teenage fangirl. She pressed camera against her chest with dreaming sigh

"Just imagine: you, in your full glory, beating shit out of… someone. Someone not so cool. Whatever. Who cares, when there's you being cool? And here I, the greatest cinema artist alive, to film it!"

Tabitha never complained on being humble and wasn't planning to start. So in her eyes she was the only one who should record something so great.

She glanced on tendrils again, her whole body trembling with excitement and interest. Some part of her brain was protesting against being so close to something so dangerous, but too late, Tabitha forgot the word "caution" completely

[cried-out-wolf]

Wolf gave a snicker under his breath, a smile creeping further upon his lips. He couldn't help it, he wanted to laugh, truly, but didn't want to steal the spotlight. Between the small ramble and everything he had been through, the idea didn't seem or even sound half bad.

Was it his ego? Perhaps even his own grip on such a bold persona? He wasn't sure himself, but he liked where this was going. Maybe too much..

"You think so huh? Sure, get every good angle of me, I don't care how many times I need to run it through for the perfect shot. Let me show them all what I truly am capable of."

Wolf was practically not only feeding Tabitha's ego, but his own reawakened spark that he had buried long ago just for keeping himself alive here in this prison. He was going to fan this into a flame, and he was going to let it burn.

"You got yourself a deal now, little moth. Make me your muse, I won't disappoint you."

Perhaps he was getting too far into this, but he wanted...no.. Wolf needed this attention. He needed it more than a drowning man desperately gasping for air underwater.

[palesnow]

Tabitha giggled like schoolgirl fan. Her eyes practically glowed with excitement, she pressed camera to her chest, sighing dreamingly. Her nervousness and awkwardness washed off entirely, leaving only excitement and arrogance she had

"Oh, I knew it! Trust me, you won't meet anyone better with camera, than me. I am professional, genius and just the best operator one can have!"

Tabitha grinned arrogantly. Maybe she was exaggerating her skills, but Tabitha didn't care right now. Besides, she was really the best in the cinema school, none of her classmates could compare with her. At the same time, her talent with the camera was combined with her utter inability to understand theory, which was why she was always missing deadlines. Well, and the lack of social skills, because of which she could rarely use her talents for their intended purpose, since she was rarely taken into group projects.

So idea being able to work and work with such unique material made Tabitha tremble with excitement and act like teenage fangirl. She clapped happily, looking at Wolf with wide happy eyes

"Oh, trust me, I will make you a masterpiece! I will definitely get Pulitzer for it!"

Tabitha wasn't thinking logically. In her mind even what she recorded for Strade was masterpiece too that deserved all possible rewards alltogether. Her self-esteem was breaching skies, sometimes, especially when it was coming to her recording something and especially something violent

[cried-out-wolf]

“Do me well, moth, and I’ll grant you the flame you yearn for.”

Wolf had a wicked grin upon his face, he was exceptionally happy for once, even if it was rooted deep in pride and mania. All these promises to be kept, something worthwhile…exciting. He understood now, a fraction of the thrill that Strade may have been chasing, or at least a form of it. Wolf let his tail whip around excitedly.

“You preach such strong words, let’s see if you can hold to your enthusiasm. Tell me, what plans do you have for me? I can be your showdog, just give me a command.”

Something twisted lurks within Wolf’s mind, this could be it. The very footage to prove to Vera that the trials, every experiment, both failure or success was good enough. The VERY PROOF that every bone wrecking session of training and endurance between both Verosia and his captor, no matter who long he bled, writhed in agony, or even sobbed to make the hellscape end, had finally paid off and he was ready, that he could finally advance, make it big somewhere.

This was perfect, this is what he needed.

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[xchloroformedheartx]

Oh I don't enjjoy watching. Infact I enjoy being the one to give that amount of pain. He doesn't entertain me...But you? You do. Perhaps you want me to show myself, hm? You want a real god to put you in your place. To utilize you more than anything.

Freedom is just an illusion.

Specially your's.

They seemed to be met with a cold demeanour on the camera on the computer.

Tell me, what are you doing on his computer?

[cried-out-wolf]

The beastkin was far beyond his edge now, heart pounding hard in his chest he swore he heard it alongside the ringing in his ears. He was panicking, something.. no… someone got in somehow, and now he was vulnerable all over again, just as he thought he had escaped all trouble. So much for his usb VPN, though that didn’t matter when something playing GOD was near.

“When I said we needed a new God.. an angel or something that..looks like it… you decided to take that literally huh?! It doesn’t matter what I’m doing!! How the hell did you find me?!”

[cried-out-wolf]

Let me guess...still stuck in the basement hm? Freedom tastes so good. I doubt you would ever get a taste though.

I have been scanning strade for a long time now. I know almost everything about him...what he does to you.

It's entertaining no?

- @xchloroformedheartx

"I get my own amount of freedom on my own time, Hell will freeze over before I even think about that damned collar choking my neck. And let me guess, you enjoy what he does to me, huh? You want to watch? Why not show yourself since you're watching me, lets see how much he entertains you.."

The beastkin did everything not to falter, to give away the fact the sudden eyes upon his life was vaguely startling, though, it was no different from life in Verosia. Sure, he was used to being surveillenced within Verosia's walls, but there was something...different about this new intrusion.

[cried-out-wolf]

Tabitha glanced nervously on Wolf, trying to not move too quickly. She was holding small videocamera in her hands and quickly lowered her gaze, avoiding to look in his eyes

"Ugh, uhm... Can I film you a bit? You look... unique. Would look nice on record"

“Am I like, a cryptid to you? Building a profile on me or somethin’?” The beastkin jokes as he waltzes over and stands, tail flicking in amusement. His piercing stare feels heavy within the already tense air, gaze already cold, yet intrigued. His cigarette is freshly lit, given he had already taken several drags from the rolled tobacco, the smoke hovering in the air thickly. At least it masks the smell of days old blood…

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AA TYSM for reviving my ask box!!!

[palesnow]

Tabitha quickly raised camera, filming him. She looked into viewfinder, becoming much more relaxed and confident, even if nothing changed. Her eyes twitched slightly and she was almost pressing her face against viewfinder. She shrugged

"You're... unique. Not like Ren. And not like humans."

She adjusted camera's settings a bit, smirking when they were just perfect.

When Wolf started to smoke, Tabitha coughed, not used to smell. She waved a hand in front of her face to breathe better:

"Like to film unique things. Or interesting. Or... anything in fact. Everything is better when captured by camera."

She looked at Wolf's scars, spark of curiosity flickered in her eye, but Tabitha was too concentrated on having perfect angle.

[cried-out-wolf]

Wolf chuckled out of amusement, taking yet another drag off his cigarette, blowing the smoke away from Tabitha out of respect. If anything, when moving his head, the pupils of his eyes flicker, the shimmering of reactive film that grants him night vision caught by the lighting of the basement.

"You'd be correct, I am neither human, nor fully beastkin like Ren. How did you figure it out?"

The half-canine practically started posing, comfortably showing off all his angles just slow enough so nobody could possibly miss a thing. Though with a light twinge of his eyelid, a ping only he could hear echos in his ears, and it nearly makes him flinch. Ah, so it's still searching.

With the ping going around just like sonar, he fully expected the camera to be affected. He could hear the near feedback loop and the way it started to lightly jumble, but it was only one small hiccup, like the software of the digital device just had a moment of lag or something.

"Guess you have a fair answer there, If it helps you remember or something like that. I never took too many photos, but I loved editing shots with filters just for the hell of it."

Of course of course!! I'm having so much fun!!

[palesnow]

Tabitha happily recorded everything. She tried sometimes to look directly onto Wolf, not through viewfinder, but, as usually, forgot she should do that. Plus it was easier to see through viewfinder for her with her awful eyesight

"I don't know. Intuition, perhaps? Sometimes I just look at someone and know something is weird with them."

Tabitha tilted her head, distracting from recoding just for a second. Her nystagmus lessened, pupils still twitching but very slightly. Then suddenly image on camera froze and stopped recording and Tabitha quickly turned all her attention on it.

"¡Oye, no te apagues!.. Joder, something is happening with camera. Hope recording itself is fine at least...:

She sometimes switched on spanish, when became really nervous or angry. Finally Tabitha gave up and turned camera off. Her confidence disappeared, replaced with usual nervousness, and she started to mostly look down with her usual grim expression.

"Ugh, um... So, if you're neither human or beastkin, then what are you?.. I mean, who. Yeah, of course who."

Tabitha quickly corrected herself at realisation she may have sounded rude. Tabitha never had great conversation skills and it was clear every single time she tried to speak more that just mumbling something under her nose.

[cried-out-wolf]

“You can call me Wolf. I’m not from around here, I’m from a hidden landmark thousands of miles away, called Verosia. Tell nobody, but I’m supposed to be some top secret superweapon of sorts. Sorry about your camera, my device implant must’ve interfered.”

Wolf placed his cigarette within his fanged jaws, holding it as he held out his wrist, brushing the fur away just enough to reveal an array of numbers scarred upon his wrist, right upon a tendon, which was ultimately worse. He held it in the open for a good while, allowing her to study it.

“Known as Project 9752, I was deployed in Canada for a scout recon mission, and well.. that backfired. Might as well take my chances with documentation for proof of life, just in case someone out there on my team is looking for me.”

Wolf covered the scar after some time, shuffling and handing over a sketch upon paper. His demeanor never seemed to change, finishing off his cigarette and discarding of the butt within an ashtray. It was a sketch of.. himself? Purely within a different form, standing tall and powerful. The Verosian Insignia was upon his forehead, eyes red and leaking as if he were crying or even bleeding from his eyes. Upon his back were tendrils made of antimatter, and his only form of clothing seemed to be something similar to briefs or a jockstrap, the insignia upon the article as well.

“This is just one of my forms they tested upon me, supposed to mock a lycan or beastkin of sorts, I think they had done well for the most part. I never thought I’d get trapped in this basement, but it for sure beats the harsh terrain and conditions of Canada when your only base is out of reach.”

[palesnow]

Tabitha looked at number with genuine curiousity. She even made few steps closer to Wolf. They were around same height, but Tabitha still was very wary around Wolf, looking at him with interest. Strange feeling inside her was telling to stay away, but she didn't listen.

"Wow. I've expected everything, but not… this. Were you born like that? Or…"

Tabitha was fighting between her nervousness and interest. As always her intuition didn't fool her and Wolf really was... interesting. Tabitha couldn't explain it to herself, but she really wanted to know more. She looked at Wolf carefully, then leaned down to look at drawing better. Her eyes started to twitch very quickly

"Oh! Are this… black things… are they painful? They look really big!"

Tabitha looked at Wolf almost with admiration. She sighed dreamily, not noticing how she started to smile

"Wish I could film you like this! Just imagine how striking you would look! And especially during fight! Ohhh, I would get Pulitzer for this!"

Tabitha didn't notice how she started to sound like teenage fangirl, looking at Wolf with big dreamy eyes

[cried-out-wolf]

"Born is..certainly one way to put it for sure. Not born as a human, no, I've always been some form of experiment, with certain ones limited to chemical triggers."

Wolf gave a small smile, his tail gently swaying as the other showed complete interest rather than judgement or fear. It was nice to have someone actually wanting to know just what he was, even if he didn't know the complete answer himself.

"Those are tendrils, they're made of antimatter. At times they do feel physically heavy, especially when I'm worn out or injured, but most of the time, they feel weightless!"

Wolf chuckled lightly as the other basically had a fire ignite within their eyes, someone so determined...he honestly missed this kind of connection with another human, or rather, someone else entirely. Keeping a secret so heavy upon his shoulders wasn't something for the weak to take on, but despite it all, he managed.

"Tell you what, if I can spar with something soon, I'll let you film me, just have to do it when I can...well.. get some free time out of this place. I've always been on the frontlines, so I think you'd enjoy the show quite a bit."

[palesnow]

Tabitha was really eager. She forgot all her carefulness and started to pace around Wolf, looking at him with cheerful admiration. She never saw creatures like that and her curiosity was clearly winning all logical arguments inside her head.

"Ooh, I wish I could film you properly! Just set the camera here, so you would look bigger…"

Tabitha grabbed her camera, not caring for it not working. Idea of recording Wolf sparring with someone excited her to no end, making Tabitha giggle like a teenage fangirl. She pressed camera against her chest with dreaming sigh

"Just imagine: you, in your full glory, beating shit out of… someone. Someone not so cool. Whatever. Who cares, when there's you being cool? And here I, the greatest cinema artist alive, to film it!"

Tabitha never complained on being humble and wasn't planning to start. So in her eyes she was the only one who should record something so great.

She glanced on tendrils again, her whole body trembling with excitement and interest. Some part of her brain was protesting against being so close to something so dangerous, but too late, Tabitha forgot the word "caution" completely

[cried-out-wolf]

Wolf gave a snicker under his breath, a smile creeping further upon his lips. He couldn't help it, he wanted to laugh, truly, but didn't want to steal the spotlight. Between the small ramble and everything he had been through, the idea didn't seem or even sound half bad.

Was it his ego? Perhaps even his own grip on such a bold persona? He wasn't sure himself, but he liked where this was going. Maybe too much..

"You think so huh? Sure, get every good angle of me, I don't care how many times I need to run it through for the perfect shot. Let me show them all what I truly am capable of."

Wolf was practically not only feeding Tabitha's ego, but his own reawakened spark that he had buried long ago just for keeping himself alive here in this prison. He was going to fan this into a flame, and he was going to let it burn.

"You got yourself a deal now, little moth. Make me your muse, I won't disappoint you."

Perhaps he was getting too far into this, but he wanted...no.. Wolf needed this attention. He needed it more than a drowning man desperately gasping for air underwater.