#FULLMOONSKY a dependent multi-muse written for PORTUMHQ ⸺ by TINA ( 31 . she/her . est )
✦ SKYLAR FINCH — WEREWOLF. SHE/HER. VETERINARIAN
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@fullmoonsky
#FULLMOONSKY a dependent multi-muse written for PORTUMHQ ⸺ by TINA ( 31 . she/her . est )
✦ SKYLAR FINCH — WEREWOLF. SHE/HER. VETERINARIAN
intro. wanted connections. playlist. interactions. edits.
Aeri stretched out her hand for the small dog to smell her, and then, decide for himself whether he would let her pet him or not. Mr. Pickles was a cute name. Not as cute as Frida Cat-lo, of course, but the journalist could consider herself biased because of her close relation to her own cat. “He’s adorable.” She chuckled. “Probably smells Frida all over me, but that’s okay, isn’t it, Mr. Pickles?” The oracle used the same voice she usually did when speaking to Frida as she started scratching behind the dog's ears. The tone went up as her voice level went down, as if she were talking to a child. “Oh, me? Nothing much. Just went out for a walk to clear my head.” Nothing out of the ordinary for a Saturday morning. “What about you? Are you his foster mama or are you on working hours?”
Skylar smiled when Mr. Pickles suddenly seemed to become very interested in sniffing Aeri. "His mom can't take care of him anymore." She said with a soft sigh, watching as the chihuahua enjoyed his little ear scratches. He really was very good for a chihuahua, all things considered. Perhaps old age had mellowed him out. “But he cries every time I leave him alone in the kennels. So I bring him with me every time I leave the office for the day. He's spoiled," she said with a shrug. Skylar didn't mind being the one to spoil him. He was just a little guy, after all. "But he's a good boy. He's up for adoption if you know anyone. Spread the word and all that."
"You got me, I stole my own car," she replied with raised hands before raising a brow. "Hey, I'm a little rusty but I still got it," she scoffed with a roll of her eyes - wanting to brag about how good she used to be at stealing cars but she figured it wasn't exactly a brag-able thing
"I bet your house keys are in there too, huh?" She grinned, dropping her cigarette and crushing it under the toe of her boot. The entire situation was rather amusing. When it happened to someone else, anyway. She glanced over her shoulder before her eyes set back on the other. "You need a hand or what, car thief?"
ellie followed after skylar without a word. she stayed close, trailing just a few steps behind skylar as her sister made her escape. skylar looked like she was about to come apart at the seams and she couldn't help but want to keep her together. she climbed into the passenger seat and shut the door with a soft click. the car remained off — no radio or other noise — just the growing tension in the air between them. eliana sat with her hands in her lap, fingers clasped together tightly as she observed skylar's profile. don't be mad. ellie blinked. her voice, when it came, was softer than the air around them. "i'm worried about you, sky," she began, her voice a gentle whisper. "we've spent so much time apart already...i don't want you to shut me out." her entire life eliana finch had wanted nothing more than to protect her siblings and it was a task that she'd failed at time and time and time again. however, that didn't stop ellie from desperately wanting to bear the burdens that her siblings carried with them. jasper, maren and sky — all three of them carried so much pain and hurt and while skylar hid it better than jasper or maren, ellie had always been able to see right through her masks. "i can handle it. whatever it is you don't have to carry it alone anymore, okay?" ellie reached out a hand and placed it over one of skylar's own on the steerling wheel, trying to gently coax her into releasing her grip. "what's going on, pup?"
Sky allowed her hands to fall off the wheel, folding them in her lap as she stared straight ahead. She spoke with a certain detachment. Like she wanted to distance herself from her own body. After all, she'd never said the words out loud. Avoidance had started to become an Olympic sport for Skylar. She stared down at her own nails, bitten down to the nub in chipped blue and green nail polish. "I stole the money. It's dirty money." She said the words as if it was just as simple as that. But it was far from simple.
"But after what they did to me...after what they made me do..." Her voice took on a bitterness and the anger that seemed to follow her around everywhere these days seemed to slip through a bit. "I deserve that money. And I get it. I get if you don't want to move with me. But why should you have to sleep in a cramped hotel room when I can help take care of us? I want to help." Her voice cracked at the end, her eyes finally meeting her sister's. "I don't know how to tell you what I need to tell you, El. I don't want you to look at me differently. I don't want to be alone."
She looked away again, back down at her hands. She couldn't tell which felt worse. The shame or the guilt. "I did something really bad, Ellie. I mean, really really bad."
STATUS : closed LOCATION : portum veterinary hospital FEATURING : skylar finch @fullmoonsky
AS MUCH AS SAM WANTED TO ENJOY THE BONFIRE FESTIVITIES, worry still sat heavily in the back of his mind well after the last of the coals went cold. a walk in the surrounding forest would usually bring some peace of mind, but today he was on a mission to make sure the local wildlife wasn't reaping any of the consequences of the fireworks and balloons let off the evening before. much to his dismay he found someone sooner rather than later: a scraggly looking creature with plastic wrapped around its neck. it wasn't too interested in sam coming closer, but once he showed he posed no threat it let him scoop it up and make the way to portum veterinary hospital.
"excuse me? i found this friend, could you help them out?"
Skylar set the phone down, her eyes widening at the sight of the shifter with an opossum in his arms. Cats and dogs, sure. She saw those on the regular. But it was always an interesting day when someone brought in something a little less... pet like. "What do we have here?" She walked over, leaning over the counter and tilting her head at the poor scraggly looking thing. It was wet and shaking, but it didn't seem to be bothered by being held. Or at the very least, trusted that he was about to be helped. "Oh my goodness. Poor little guy. Where did you find him?"
For the last couple of days, Aeri had been living in her head. Thoughts speaking louder and making the journalist get lost in words she wasn’t saying, but was thinking. About Ender, about Kanda, about Kai… and that morning it was no different. Leaning against a wall, silence engulfed her as she played with an old coin her halmoni had given her between her fingers. Only when she heard Skylar’s voice was that Aeri was brought to the present. “Hi, Sky.” The brunette smiled, watching the interaction between the vet and the chihuahua. “Who’s your new friend?”
"Oh. Hey, Aeri." Skylar lifted up her head, regarding the medium. She hadn't exactly been in the best shape the last time she saw Aeri. And frankly...neither had Aeri for that matter. Sky still felt guilty about that. But she happened to like Aeri — it was good to see her again. "This is Mr. Pickles. I'm on elderly chihuahua duty today." She smirked, holding the little dog's paw and making him wave a small hello at Aeri. "Say hi, Mr. Pickles." Mr. Pickles let out a sneeze, accompanied by the biggest yawn. He was missing some teeth. But it was still a very good yawn. "What are you up to?"
the kitten was staring up at her. its eyes were wide and unblinking , trying to decipher the situation unfolding. maren reached a hand down in the small box, ignoring the nipping of teeth and scared hissing. it was so small it fit in the hand of her palm. maren stared at her sister , eyes wide in disbelief. and fear. the thing in her hands was so little it almost felt as if she could strangle it if she held it too tight. black and whispy with more air than actual substance. a small meow vibrated against her skin. "is it—" maren cleared her throat with a small , broken sound. "is it mine ?"
Sky watched Maren's reaction carefully, a hint of a smile touching her lips when her sister reached inside the box for the kitten. "Of course, Mare. That's kind of the surprise part of it." She giggled, her eyes softening at her sister. "She doesn't have a name yet. I figured you could do that part. Her mama cat rejected her, which can happen sometimes in a litter, unfortunately. She needs lots of loving. And I thought...well, you need lots of loving too. You two can take care of each other." She measured her sister's expression with a hesitance, her voice gentle for a change. "How's that sound?"
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"Oh come on!" she said as she yanked at her car door, it obviously locked with her car keys being locked in her apartment. "I can't believe this, I swear to god," she groaned before looking around and taking the pin out of her hair. "I swear I was going to stop doing this," she muttered to herself as she began to pick at her car lock before feeling a pair of eyes on her. "You're probably wondering what I'm doing but I swear this car is mine"
Skylar was walking home after leaving work when she came across the medium. Now that was something the wolf hadn't seen in a long time. Portum was a little more on the safe side...generally speaking. Back home? Yeah, common occurrence. But here? Not so much. "Ha. That's what all the car thieves say, I bet." She gave the other a somewhat amused look as she took a drag of her lit cigarette. "Have you done this before? You're kind of terrible at it."
maren couldn't help but giggle , hearing the petulant tone of her older sister's voice. it had always sounded like that when she didn't immediately get her way and it felt nice to know that that hadn't changed. "i can't help that we have heightened senses, sky !" skylar entered the trailer ( such a different vibe from last time ) and maren curiously looked at the box. the tone shifted slightly and maren ducked her head as she tried to process what skylar was saying. "it's not your fault , skylar ," she mumbled , "i think i can pretend … just for a little bit." there was a beat of silence as maren slowly opened the top , then the tiniest little meow trailed through the trailer. maren looked at her sister with wide eyes. "what— skylar , what is this ?"
It's not your fault. Skylar shrugged her sister off, not wanting to focus on the heavy. She felt a lot of guilt when it came to Maren. What she could've done. What she should've done. What she still couldn't do for her. Emotional availability wasn't exactly Skylar's strong suit. But this? This she could do. Even as a kid, Sky had gone out of her way to rescue four legged friends. She had been especially acquainted with the duck pond near their house growing up. She wondered if Maren remembered that. "What do you think it is, mare-bear?" She smirked, giving her sister a knowing look. "The cow goes moo. What goes meow?"
The thing about wolfing out, was that Skylar had always prided herself on how well she could control her wolf. She was good at being a wolf. Not that her father had ever noticed. Past the shifting pains and the nightmare that was the monthly full moon, midnight runs and hunts made her feel good. She wasn't so great at being a human. But being a wolf? Sometimes she felt like she was born for it. These days however, she was starting to feel like she wasn't good at either.
She was losing control more often. She was more emotional these days. So to shift in the middle of the day, against her own will — well, this wasn't very good for her self confidence. She ran out the back of Laon's house and into the woods as far out as her bare feet would carry her before stumbling and rolling down an incline of rocks and dirt that led to a stream of water below. By the time she had reached the bottom, she was in full wolf attire.
The russet colored wolf huffed and whined through her nose, curling in on herself by the stream. She wasn't hurt beyond a few cuts and scrapes she would feel in the morning. But she couldn't change back either. That feeling sucked. At least she still had her mind. That was something the full moon often couldn't afford her.
who: closed starter for @macabr3s where: the old haunt
After leaving her bag unattended at the bar, Skylar noticed something missing when she returned. Something very important. Something that was going to make or break her evening. Something she had been looking forward to all day. "Listen well and listen good. Because I'm only gonna ask you this once. And maybe a few times after that if I feel like it. Did you or did you not eat the chicken wing I left in my purse? I'm not mad, I just want to know." The wolf leaned in close and resisted the urge to sniff their breath. But she would if it came down to it.
who: closed starter with @silkeared where: skylar's front stoop
"Why's there gotta be something wrong for me to eat an entire family sized tub of Neapolitan ice cream by myself? Did you ever stop to think that maybe for once, that means there's something actually right with the world? That maybe this is celebration ice cream and not my life is falling apart ice cream? It's summer. Since when is it a crime to have a sweet treat? And so what if I cut my own bangs two hours ago and dyed my tips pink? I happen to think I look very cute. What? You don't think it's cute? Why are you looking at me like that? Stop looking at me like that!"
who: closed starter for @avdaciter where: anywhere that is an inappropriate place for a dog
Skylar leaned down and pulled an elderly chihuahua out of her bag. "Hiiiii, baby." She cooed, baby voice and all. "Look at you and your perfect little spots. Yes, you are so perfect and have never done anything wrong in your whole entire life, isn't that right sweet baby?" She paused. Sniffed. "Did you just fucking piss in my bag you little shite?" Another pause. A deep breath. She brought the chihuahua up to eye level and spoke to him again before planting a kiss on the top of his head. "That's alright sweet baby. I too would pee wherever I wanted if I was bag sized. Yes, I would. Sweet baby."
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ellie watched skylar carefully, perhaps too carefully. not with suspicion, butwith that quiet, stubborn kind of love that older sisters are notorious for. the kind that sees past every shrug and too-easy smile. the way skylar looked away, the tension in her shoulders, the way her hands curled into fits. ellie knew what it looked like when someone was trying to carry something alone. she exhaled slowly and stepped closer, toeing the line between gentle and firm. "i know you can," ellie said quietly. "and i know you want to, but sky. i mean, money doesn't just fall from the sky. not money like this. and i can't pretend i don't see that something about it's eating at you." she glanced around at the little house that somehow already smelled like home and then looked back at her sister. she tried to see not just as the baby she used to carry on her hip, but as someone who had lived a life that she knew nothing about. "i love that you want to do this for us, but if you're carrying something dark to make this happen, i need to know." ellie reached out and grabbed skylar's hand, squeezing it gently. "i'd rather sleep in a tent with you than live in a house built on something that's bleeding you dry."
Skylar pulled her hand away from her sister's, shifting on her feet as she debated what she should do. Deflecting and attacking seemed like a good option. It was her go-to move, usually. But not with her older sister. Eliana had a habit of seeing right through her. Something that was jarring to someone like Skylar, who spent a long time building this very big wall around herself. Her arms crossed over her chest instead, eyes darting towards the door like she might make a run for it. Another fine option. "Fine. But I'm not doing this here." She turned on her heels to make her way out the door, expecting Ellie to follow.
Down the front steps, Sky made a b-line for the car and sat herself in the driver's seat. Her hands wrapped around the wheel, knuckles going white like she was considering driving away and leaving her sister behind. But she didn't. She didn't even turn on the car. She just waited for her sister to get into the passenger seat and stared straight ahead. "Don't be mad." Her words were slow. Deliberate and controlled. She was anything but. She'd never said the words out loud before. And she didn't know where to start.
maren had barely gotten home before the angry roar of skylar's car appeared in front of her trailer. she felt an odd sense of anticipation , mostly because skylar's excitement seemed genuine. she had clearly planned something that she was convinced maren would love , and it made maren giddy to think that she was getting a surprise from her sister. for a moment she mourned the loss of their relationship , a tether that was severed because of a mistake she'd made. but maren pushed it aside as she saw sky's wide smile. she was carrying a box under her arm and maren sniffed curiously and her heart started beating faster when she recognised it as something familiar. "okay , come in." she hurried to open the door and urged skylar to get inside. "w-what do you have in the box ?" she asked , legs curled up under her as she sat down on her bed.
"No sniffing, that's cheating." She squished her nose up at her sister as she walked through the open door, smiling once she was inside. She set the box down beside Maren and sat at the foot of the bed, nudging it towards her. "It's your surprise, silly." She kept a hand over the box and gave her sister a hesitant look. "I know it's not your birthday or anything, Mare. But I would really appreciate it if we could pretend for a little bit. I've missed a lot of birthdays." Something like guilt passed over Skylar's expression. But the look was gone just as quickly as it came, an excited smile spreading itself across her face instead. She pulled her hand back, both hands landing in her lap now. "Alright, go on an open it then!"