Pack Mentality

Bruce Wayne. Lycan. 40 years old. Pack Alpha. (( Wolf AU ))

[gothamsalpha]

He had caught a scent on the wind … He knew that marker anywhere. And he had to resist the urge to sigh. Changing and following after the trail, Bruce gradually was able to track down the puppy, rolling in Lord knew what …

Pup …

[hyperactivewolfpup-blog]

The smaller pup’s head snapped up. He almost covered head to tail in leaves, sticks and mud. Well he sure hoped it was mud. It smelt like mud anyways. Seeing the larger wolf he let out a happy yip and bounded over, jumping at him excited.

GuesswhatIfound? 

[gothamsalpha]

A new and exciting way to be absolutely filthy? 

Bruce leaned down, smelled him, snuffed and huffed the scent out of his snout. Just a mud puddle. Thank God for small favors. 

You need a bath, Little One . . .

[gothamsalpha]

He had caught a scent on the wind . . . He knew that marker anywhere. And he had to resist the urge to sigh. Changing and following after the trail, Bruce gradually was able to track down the puppy, rolling in Lord knew what . . .

Pup . . .

[gothamsalpha]

Seeking:

Lycan Versions of Jason, Tim, Damian, really any member of the Batfam. 

<333

[lostgothampup]

+gothamsalpha

[gothamsalpha]

Bruce came to finally stand level with Thomas, panting lightly. It was a helluva climb. Maybe he needed to hunt quicker game for a while? Work his stamina back up?

Good pup, he praised, nuzzling his muzzle against the smaller wolf. Very good.

[lostgothampup]

Thomas bounced a bit at the nuzzle and praise. "Thanks! You did a good job too Grandpa! That was fun! I never climbed up such a tall place before. We’re really far huh? Wow! I’m so excited!"

[gothamsalpha]

Yes, I think we did very well. 

Bruce lowered himself, looking over their surroundings. It was still a jaunt for them, but he'd make sure they'd make it in one piece. 

Hop on. We've still got a ways to go.

[gothamsalpha]

-whispers in the distance-

We need a new wolfie-Dick.

[gothamsalpha]

Fight for Dominance || lycangunner

It was a rare, temperate day in their little wild paradise. Deer openly grazed in the meadow, no fear of any harrasment. The wolves were still shedding their winter coat, too warm for hunting. Bruce, the Alpha, in particular, lounged by a brook. He hated shedding season . . . Why couldn't his summer coat just appear? It was a sad day when it was easier to be a full-grown ( albeit naked ) human in the woods, than a wolf.

He lay on his stomach, warming his back on the early sun, the river-rock beneath him smooth and equally warm. Bruce let his hand dip into the water, the current tugging his fingers. The water was still cold, made his skin prickle with goose-bumps. He had a change of clothes, nearby, but he was more interospective, after changing from wolf to human, and decided to meditate on a few thoughts for a while . . .

A twig snapped, and Bruce snapped up, eyes scanning the trees. He frowned, not liking it when anything snuck up on him, let alone the person who's scent he caught on the wind.

"Jason?"

[gothamsalpha]

 I don't think my mate is going to return to this account, so I suppose I'm open to suggestions?

[lostgothampup]

+gothamsalpha

[gothamsalpha]

Bruce set off up towards the hill, picking his way up and around the fallen vegetation there. At one point, his footing was not so sure, and he ended up sliding down a few feet before he caught himself.

Some Alpha you are, he thought, a little bitterly, before he continued to climb.

Be careful. It’s not very stable.

[lostgothampup]

Thomas barked with joy and scampered after Bruce. He did occasionally stop to nose at something, but quickly followed after the older wolf when he noticed he was getting far ahead.

He yelped a bit as his own foot slipped and he was suddenly sprawled on the ground. He got up and shook himself off. “Whoops.”

[gothamsalpha]

Bruce came to finally stand level with Thomas, panting lightly. It was a helluva climb. Maybe he needed to hunt quicker game for a while? Work his stamina back up?

Good pup, he praised, nuzzling his muzzle against the smaller wolf. Very good.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

[Open]

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

Mik grumbled quietly, the sound was deep as he stopped grooming for a moment to look down at the man beneath his paws. “Ugh, fine. I’ll move,” He said before he moved off and laid down next to Bruce, watching him with his golden eyes.

[gothamsalpha]

Bruce rolled away from him, glaring a little. Now he smelled like a cat. This would never do. He had to go and roll in something. Some fresh-cut grass, quickly run through a stream, something, anything.

A growl was low in his throat, and he pouted at the massive animal.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Well come on then. Shift already. In either form I can still pounce you and have an advantage,” Mik said as he rested his head on his paws, watching the alpha pout at him. Which he thought looked cute.

He would never admit it out loud though.

[gothamsalpha]

Damn smug cat, he thought, watching him. Instead of changing, Bruce rolled over. Mik's bed was comfortable, at least. Even if the upcoming full-moon made him jumpy, he didn't want to prove the panther right and end up pounced.

[lostgothampup]

+gothamsalpha

[gothamsalpha]

I’m your grandpa. 

He lowered his body to the forest floor, letting the puppy slide off. 

Be careful. When you get to the top, don’t move from that spot. I don’t want to lose you or have something snatch you up.

[lostgothampup]

Thomas wiggled and then rolled off of Bruce’s back with a happy yip.

“I’ll be careful! I promise!” He wasn’t sure why Bruce was so worried, but he’ll listen to him anyways. The other wolf did know more than him and he knew this area.

[gothamsalpha]

Bruce set off up towards the hill, picking his way up and around the fallen vegetation there. At one point, his footing was not so sure, and he ended up sliding down a few feet before he caught himself.

Some Alpha you are, he thought, a little bitterly, before he continued to climb.

Be careful. It's not very stable.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

[Open]

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

Mik grumbled quietly, the sound was deep as he stopped grooming for a moment to look down at the man beneath his paws. “Ugh, fine. I’ll move,” He said before he moved off and laid down next to Bruce, watching him with his golden eyes.

[gothamsalpha]

Bruce rolled away from him, glaring a little. Now he smelled like a cat. This would never do. He had to go and roll in something. Some fresh-cut grass, quickly run through a stream, something, anything.

A growl was low in his throat, and he pouted at the massive animal.

[lostgothampup]

+gothamsalpha

[lostgothampup]

“Oh… that’s sad… and yes! I do have you now! You’re suppose to be my grandpa right?” Thomas’ tail wagged happily at the thought. He never had family before.

“Race? Play?” He got excited and yipped loudly. “Okay! Gotta get down first!”

[gothamsalpha]

I'm your grandpa. 

He lowered his body to the forest floor, letting the puppy slide off. 

Be careful. When you get to the top, don't move from that spot. I don't want to lose you or have something snatch you up.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

[Open]

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Ass,” Mik grumbled before he shifted into a panther and quickly moved, using his weight advantage to lay on top of Bruce and he started to lick at his face. “Hope you enjoy your grooming session.”

[gothamsalpha]

He stiffened, surprised by the sudden change and writhed when he was pinned. The tongue on his face felt rough, like sandpaper, and he bucked, trying to throw the big cat off. Those skull crushing teeth, he wasn’t very keen on letting them get to his throat. Though, that long, hot, wet tongue ran down his neck and he shivered, ticklish.

“Get off!”

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Nope. I’m quite comfortable right here.” Mik continued to lick Bruce’s face and started to move down his neck. He licked one side of his neck and then started to move towards the front, his tail swayed a little as he continued the grooming of Bruce. “You practically asked for me to do something, well you got me doing something so…deal with it.”

He growled softly as he pressed down with his weight a little more.

[gothamsalpha]

Bruce wiggled his hands, bringing them under the big cat's chest and tried to lift up. He moved him perhaps a few inches.

"Off. You're too heavy and I can't change like this."

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

[Open]

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Keep moving and I’m going to start grooming you. Would you like that?” Mik warned the taller man, his headache wouldn’t be terrible as a panther and he was…naked under the bed so he wouldn’t accidentally rip his clothes.

[gothamsalpha]

“Sandpaper tongue bath. Fun fun. Now I know why your kind’s litters are so huge,” Bruce grumbled, finding it difficult to sit still.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Ass,” Mik grumbled before he shifted into a panther and quickly moved, using his weight advantage to lay on top of Bruce and he started to lick at his face. “Hope you enjoy your grooming session.”

[gothamsalpha]

He stiffened, surprised by the sudden change and writhed when he was pinned. The tongue on his face felt rough, like sandpaper, and he bucked, trying to throw the big cat off. Those skull crushing teeth, he wasn't very keen on letting them get to his throat. Though, that long, hot, wet tongue ran down his neck and he shivered, ticklish.

"Get off!"

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

[Open]

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“I’m not immune to everything. We get headaches and on the extremely rare occasion I get sick,” Mik rolled his eyes before he closed his eyes. “What the hell has you so restless? I can feel it oozing off you.”

[gothamsalpha]

“Full moon soon,” Bruce said, huffing. “Makes everything a bit more exciting.”

He rolled over. And again. And a few times more.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Keep moving and I’m going to start grooming you. Would you like that?” Mik warned the taller man, his headache wouldn’t be terrible as a panther and he was…naked under the bed so he wouldn’t accidentally rip his clothes.

[gothamsalpha]

"Sandpaper tongue bath. Fun fun. Now I know why your kind's litters are so huge," Bruce grumbled, finding it difficult to sit still.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

[Open]

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Playing would just irritate my headache even more right now…I just want my pain meds,” He whined softly, he was afraid to sneeze or even move his head since it had hurt earlier when he’d done it. The sneeze a lot more though. “Moving makes it hurt.”

[gothamsalpha]

“Playing makes everything feel better,” Bruce grumbled, but didn’t push it. “How can a cat get a headache, anyway? I thought you were immune to such things?”

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“I’m not immune to everything. We get headaches and on the extremely rare occasion I get sick,” Mik rolled his eyes before he closed his eyes. “What the hell has you so restless? I can feel it oozing off you.”

[gothamsalpha]

"Full moon soon," Bruce said, huffing. "Makes everything a bit more exciting."

He rolled over. And again. And a few times more.

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

[Open]

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“You should really just quit making cat comments, do you hear me making any dog ones?” Mik grumbled as he closed his eyes and then he opened them a little to look at Bruce. “My problem is my headache and people having loud sex upstairs.”

[gothamsalpha]

“Hmm,” Bruce said, resting his chin on the pillow. “I bet you want to … As for your headache, what can be done about that? And if your neighbor is in heat, there’s not much that you can do about that either. Sooo … You should play, and get your mind off of it.”

[blackfurgoldeneyes-deactivated2]

“Playing would just irritate my headache even more right now…I just want my pain meds,” He whined softly, he was afraid to sneeze or even move his head since it had hurt earlier when he’d done it. The sneeze a lot more though. “Moving makes it hurt.”

[gothamsalpha]

"Playing makes everything feel better," Bruce grumbled, but didn't push it. "How can a cat get a headache, anyway? I thought you were immune to such things?"