You act like you've never seen a wolf before.

Hige roleplay blog. Affiliated with Citta-Alveare. Rank: Nobody. Housing: T-1 Ability: 3 x 30min human form per day.

[hige23-blog]

Ooookay, as much as a mate sounded really appealing, falling head over heels for some random stranger, completely out of your control... that sounds bad. So as soon as Hige catches on to what’s going on, he turns tail and runs. As much as he hates going there, eugh, it’s the only place he can think where he’ll be completely safe from these flying beasts -- and from humans.

If anyone happened to see a burly wolf slipping under a manhole cover, well, they probably had better things to worry about than a predator moving away from them. 🐾

[hige23-blog]

lupinelcrd:

  “I wouldn’t know,  I never used poison before, or chocolates, those were expensive even when I used to have a human as a mate.” Sighs at that. If he can sniff Muzaka, Muzaka can do the same. 

  “I can smell what you are, so you have nothing to hide.”

A pause. 

  “These chocolates are cheap now, when i remember, it cost a arm and leg to buy a few.”

“...A human for a mate, huh? Not tryin’ to pick a fight, dude, but you’ve got some pretty weird tastes there.” He snorts at the assertion, and despite a certain ease settling into his posture, he seems content to maintain this form for whatever reason.

“...Can’t say I ever paid much mind to the price of things before, but it sounds like ya came from a pretty rough place.”  🐾

[hige23-blog]

lupinelcrd:

 “Hmm, your right. Chocolate really is bad for someone like me.”

Who has wolf genetics in their body, so chocolate is a no go. And plus it was kind of disgusting for him. 

  “So, its not a celebration to claim dominion over your chosen mate? In any form?”

Woah, check it out -- he’s got more and more of ‘em comin’ out of the woodwork every day. A quick sniff to the air confirms it, but he asks anyway, since, uh, that’s what humans do. Right?

“You too, huh?” The older male’s next questions earn a short pause from Hige, before he laughs it off a bit nervously. “Dude, dominion’s going a little far, don’t you think...? I guess it’s supposed to be about mates and all, but I just don’t get it -- what’s romantic about poisoning someone to death?” 🐾

[hige23-blog]

invisawolf replied to your post: “Y’know, it’d be nice if they could cool it with...

want a pet behind the ears instead? :3c

“Wh-- What? Really? ...N-No, I mean--!” He coughs and runs a hand through his hair, and no, that’s not a blush on his face, you’re imagining things. “H-Hey, be serious--!”

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[hige23-blog]

“Y’know, it’d be nice if they could cool it with the mixed signals this time of year.” How’s he supposed to enjoy a holiday about love and finding somebody special when humans celebrated it with copious amounts of poison? It’s insane. 🐾

[heliatlus-deactivated20190219]

“There’s a reason behind every crime, right?”

“I’ve always believed there is, but… does knowing the reason change anything? Should it? I’m not sure.”

[hige23-blog]

“Depends on the crime. Y’can’t put everything on an equal level just ‘cause it’s against the law, y’know? Stealin’ ‘cause ya gotta eat to live is one thing...”

“...But for somethin’ like murder, the reason doesn’t matter so much.”

[hige23-blog]

princeofthemadhouse:

      𝔖 odden regalia weighs down Sheo’s trembling shoulders, making Him a sorry sight. It’s entirely His own fault for being so miserable. That’s what He gets for playing in the snow for hours without owning a coat. He didn’t want to have to own one. He shouldn’t need to own one! He was a Daedric Prince! He shouldn’t need to eat, sleep, watch His step, pay mind to flashing lights, and especially not have to wear a coat.

     Though He sulks all the while He takes the hoodie and wriggles into. His expression has completely flipped once His head pops out the neck hole. ❝ It reeks like twenty dogs! You have My thanks. Here! ❞ The old man holds out a jar full of what seems to be herbs in exchange. 🙞                                                                                                                      🙝

     Now clad in only a grey long sleeved shirt, Hige rubs the back of his neck under the leather collar resting against his shoulders when the guy speaks. Like twenty dogs, huh? He’s not too far off, but it kinda makes him wonder if he ought to wash himself soon. Might be a problem if humans could tell what he was just by scent.

Orrrrr he could just pretend he has, like, twenty dogs. That’s reasonable, right? Humans did weird things all the time, maybe it’d work. Before he can get too wrapped up in his own thought process, a jar with some weird looking plants is thrust into his face, and he coughs.

“Whoa, speaking of reeks--” He coughs again, shaking his head to clear it before gingerly taking the jar from the Noble to examine it. “I mean, it’s no problem, ya don’t have to give me anythin’-- but what is this, anyway?” 

[nacchaun-blog]

(( Well, replies didn’t get done, but it’s been kind of a stressful night anyway.

As a heads up, I’m gonna be away from home for about a week and a half, so there’s about a 70% chance any replies I do will be on the mobile app. I won’t be able to use icons or trim posts on there, so I’ll tag any long posts as “#untrimmed” or somethin’ so y’all can block those if ya want. 

This goes for @hige23 and @mailboxdelivery as well! ))

[hige23-blog]

(( Okay, gonna be trying to do some replies today!!

No matter how old our thread is, if you’d like me to give priority to answering your reply, please like this post and I’ll do my best to get to it today! 

***Copied from ranmas blog since im the same mun, just wanted a separate post for hige’s threads so i know what everyone wants!))

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@hige23 contact request ACCEPTED

     “Yes… That was me.” She stated, still somewhat surprised. However at his brief step forward, she did slowly as well, brows raised in curiosity. It had been a very long time since she met another one of her kind, especially another male. Most died out during the werewolf pogroms, so for Chain this was a momentous occasion. Sure he was no invisible werewolf, but all the same she couldn’t help but contain her excitement. She continued forward, and then daring a bit closer still, letting his scent fill her nostrils. Yah… It’s him. 

    “My name is Chain….” She blinked a few times, bringing herself back to reality. “Ah, sorry for staring. No one usually answers back.” He didn’t look to open to see her, and if he was anything like her, she felt that he may be a bit embarrassed, or reserved as well. “If you don’t mind me asking… What’s your name?”

[hige23-blog]

Carefully, slowly, Hige mirrors her steps, angling outwards just slightly to avoid getting too far into her space too quickly. It was best not to make the other uncomfortable if he could avoid it, but somehow, he got the sense that she was just as interested in meeting him as he was to meet her. Wolves being ‘extinct’ and all, it was incredibly rare to run into another, and he’d only ever met a female once. Not on the best terms, either, as he recalled. Despite the territorial implications of prolonged eye contact, he couldn’t help but stare at the woman in wonder, sniffing the air again.

“Oh, no-- I mean, no, I-- I get it, haha.” He rubs the tip of his nose with the side of a finger, giving a slightly incredulous grin. “Yeah, I totally get it. It’s the first time I’ve ever heard someone else start the howl. Er, someone I didn’t already know, y’know?” His grin widens sheepishly as he realizes how much he’s tripping over his words, and he tries to relax his posture, settling his hands into the front pocket of his hoodie. “Chain’s a pretty interesting name... I’m Hige. Are you, um... Do you live here? In this city, I mean.”  🐾

[hige23-blog]

"Hey! Was that you?!"

Ah, whoops. Hearing another wolf or not, he really shouldn’t have howled; attracts too much attention in a city. So, when Hige hears footsteps around the corner, he opts to disguise himself once again. As the woman comes into view -- ooh, and she’s gorgeous -- she calls out to him, and her words...

“Oh, uh--”

He’s about to deny it, right, like any normal human guy should, but a cross-breeze between the buildings carries her scent just right, and his eyebrows shoot up. Taking half a step forward, he sniffs the air before looking at her -- wonder, excitement, and anticipation plain on his features. 🐾

“Wait-- Was that you?! I mean, you started that just now, right?”

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Another wondrous night to let your voice carry in the night! Chain arched her head back once more, and let loose a open, carefree howl. Being in a city where no one knew you did well for her confidence.

Secrecy be damned

“Aroooooo~!”

[hige23-blog]

There’s a moment of silence after her howl finally stops echoing off the surrounding buildings, as though the night air itself had swallowed her voice. It isn’t long before a second howl tears the night wide open again, hailing from somewhere near the other side of the sector.  🐾

“Aroooooo~!”

[hige23-blog]

@princeofthemadhouse liked for a starter!

“Man, you look even colder than I am.” The guy seriously resembled a Noble, and in any other circumstance Hige would’ve avoided him... But from what he’d gathered, Nobles didn’t actually have any kind of status in this City. Strange, buuuut he could get used to not having to worry about rich assholes deciding they wanted to level out a city block on a whim. Or murder him. Y’know, normal stuff.

Anyway, despite the guy’s fancy clothing, Hige still had an overwhelming advantage in this weather -- he did have a thick fur coat, after all, even if it was invisible to the man. Shrugging off his hoodie, the tall boy holds it out to the prince with a shrug.

“You seem to need it more than I do. You should probably try an’ get inside or somethin’, y’know? I heard it’s gonna be cold like this for a while, still.” 

[hige23-blog]

(( Mun’s been drinking wine & fireball whisky since like 6;pm, so obciously it’s time for a starter call. Like this if you want a starter from Hige! Happy New Year’s!

[hige23-blog]

heliatlus:

“Whoa!”

You take a big gasp of breath as you surface from the sea of minions. “Oh,” you stumble, “oh my goodness… thank you.” 

“No, no, I was just looking, and th… and then the,” you gesture at the accursed yellow toys, “I… hoo.” Better catch your breath, first. You hold a hand over your eyes for a moment. 

“I’m so sorry. This is really embarrassing,” you laugh slightly, “but I’m okay.”

Looking at your rescuer, you smile gratefully. “I appreciate the help. That’s very kind of you. Were you, ah,” you hold out a bug-eyed, golden beast to him, “looking for one to buy?”

It takes a bit of willpower not to laugh at the kid. Not cruelly, of course, but just for the fact that the situation was so absurd, and the kid seemed genuinely grateful, and it was refreshing to have such effortless social interaction, for once. A real change of pace from getting slammed on his ass in an alleyway. Man, his shoulder still smarts.

As Hige waits patiently for his rescuee to catch his breath, he settles his weight back on his heels. This position proves to be quite useful when a bright, lumpy plush toy is held towards him, as it makes it very easy to lean away from the offending object. What the hell was it supposed to be, anyway? It was kinda grotesque lookin’.

“Uh... Not exactly, heh. I wasn’t really in here to buy anythin’, but it’s no problem, man. Happened to hear you needed help, y’know? I’m glad you’re alright.” He tilts his head, then, shifting his weight to the side and craning his head a bit to look at the offered toy from a different angle. His hands are still firmly lodged in his hoodie pocket, apparently not interested in taking the thing from him.

“So, uh... You got any idea what that thing is, or...?”

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@hige23

“What in the world…”

Pushing a squeaky cart through the department store, you come to a towering, heavily-stocked shelf of vintage toys. Or, well, they’re vintage to you – maybe not to other people living here.

They’re kind of cute.

Probably for kids younger than Asriel, though.

You don’t look where you’re going, and your cart bumps something. In surprise, you stumble backward, your butt hits a crate full of tiny yellow creature plushies, and next thing you know, you topple into it headfirst. 

“Oh, no! Help!”

Your legs kick in the open air hopelessly.

[hige23-blog]

A department store wasn’t the most exciting place to spend an afternoon when you didn’t have anything to buy, or anyone to buy things for, buuut it sure beat the hell out of moping around in the cold outside. Even if he could only safely hang out in the crowded shopping center for a good 20 minutes, it was better than nothing.

Besides, sometimes humans had some pretty weird stuff. The gooey, elastic material squished between his fingers had to be one of the weirdest textures he’d ever come across. Sorta like how a jellyfish might feel, or something. The toy didn’t seem to be for anything, or at least, he couldn’t see any use for it.

A crash and shout from the next aisle perks his ears right up, and he drops the strange object to go investigate.

...Initially, the flailing legs don’t quite register as human, but once he sees what’s going on, he snorts in laughter. He probably wouldn’t notice the size of Hige’s grip while he’s panicking like this, right? Reaching into the bin, he grabs the back of the guy’s shirt and hauls him out, sort of tipping him back onto his feet by using the side of the box as a fulcrum. 

“Usually you go dumpster diving for stuff people’ve already thrown out, not in the middle of the department store.” It’s a lighthearted tone, topped with a friendly grin like whipped cream on top of warm cocoa. “You, uh, need help reachin’ somethin’?”