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Werewolf Sashannarcy cuddling
For the werewolf au, do the girls play wrestle a lot in wolf form?
What would happen if they got a bit too rough and accidentally ended up hurting someone?
I know I've said this before but I'm really not interested in any "who would injure who" scenarios for this AU. I don't mind if other people want to explore that route but I won't be doing so. They're big puppies! They love each other and they wouldn't hurt each other or anyone else. Also, they do enough hurting each other as humans and that's the real drama that I'm here for. :')
That being said, the girls do play-fight occasionally. Anne is the least likely to initiate and isn't all that interested in joining a fight. This poses a bit of a problem given that Sasha loves play fighting, and sometimes she can play a little too rough (she's used to wrestling with toads and tough prey). Marcy likes to play wrestle but immediately surrenders if she senses Sasha is taking a fight too seriously. Sometimes she'll get bitten or scratched but she always gets lots of puppy (and human) kisses afterwards.
Werewolves w/emojis 22’ Day 1:🎮🕹
What about the Calamity Trio in their Calamity Forms as Werewolves?
They’re glowing wolves💙❤️💚
Now I’m just imagining Wolf Marcy meeting Anne again for the first time in ages…before fire sets in
The last part doodle of werewolf!anne was patting her paws in Marcy’s cape to cool off
Darcy from amphibia S3 in werewolf form?
Currently the helmet broke off when forming a werewolf… a spinal cord-chip can manipulate Marcy’s body and also controlling the feral
hey there, little red riding hood
would were!anne + were!marcy teach sasha to howl? that'd be some wholesome bonding :)
Sasha sat upon a grassy hill, hugging her knee as she watched Marcy rolling around in the grass. Anne had trotted off somewhere in the woods, following a scent of some giant, terrifying insect or another. Their forms were illuminated only by the winking stars and the full, yellow moon. Marcy rolled onto her feet, her jet-black fur glistening with dew. She padded over to Sasha, who was eyeing her with a tired expression.
“What do you want?” She asked, her tone far more gentle than her words. Marcy dropped back into the grass beside Sasha, glancing up towards the sky. She tossed her head, a soft hoot escaping her.
“Oh, no. We’re not doing this again.” Marcy’s ears twitched with amusement, and she howled again, quietly. Somewhere behind them, the rustling of branches signaled Anne’s approach, and Sasha rubbed her hands across her face.
“You better not get her started,” she groaned, but it was far too late. Anne began to hoot from behind, which quickly evolved into a full-blown howl. “I’m going to kill both of you.” Marcy snorted, and Sasha slowly wiped dog-snot from the side of her face. Marcy howled again, and Anne followed suit. “You are not helping your case,” Sasha grumbled.
Something wet landed on her arm, and Sasha pulled away with a yelp. Anne was looking up at her with partially-obscured brown eyes.
“What?” Anne just nudged her again with her nose before tilting her head upwards, howling quietly. “I don’t speak dog, Anne.” Marcy licked at her face, and Sasha shoved her away. She too threw back her head and howled, matching Anne’s pitch. Sasha’s head swiveled between both of them. When they stopped with their heads cocked expectantly at her, Sasha finally got the hint.
“Oh, no. I am not joining in on this.” Anne’s tongue lapped through her hair, and this time Sasha crossed her arms tightly over her chest. “In your dreams. And stop licking me! It’s gross!” Marcy stood up and began dancing on her paws, alternating between howling and bowing her head at Sasha. Anne was doing much the same, her nose and tongue continuing to prod Sasha into joining them.
“Ugh! Fine!” Sasha finally broke, tearing at her hair. The high-pitched sound excited the two wolves, and they began to howl with increased vigor. “I’ll do it only if you two promise you’ll shut up afterwards!” When they quieted down, Marcy looked at Sasha, nodding slowly. She barked and grumbled, and Anne snorted in response before going silent. The wolves sat on either side of Sasha as she stood. She took a deep breath, her fists clenched at her sides.
“Just give me a minute, okay?” Sasha closed her eyes, unmoving, her breathing steady. She wasn’t entirely sure what she was waiting for, but the quiet presence of her girls beside her was calming. In truth, she was just hoping to sound somewhat intimidating and not like a whiny kid playing wolf. In her mind she began sifting through her successes and failures in Amphibia, her ambitions and her fears. Sasha latched onto these memories, determined to convey emotions in her sound as well as Anne and Marcy did. Then, with her eyes trained on the moon, she began to howl.
Sasha hadn’t realized just how long she had been howling until her own voice was chorused by Marcy and Anne’s. They joined her in a natural rhythm, their howls rising as one into the night sky. When they were finally quiet, Sasha remained standing with her face turned to the moon.
“Huh. That was actually pretty fun.” Anne and Marcy both looked at her then, and Sasha threw her arms around both of their necks. “Alright, a promise is a promise. No more out of you two for the night.” Anne just blinked at her, and Marcy licked her muzzle. Sasha glanced between the two of them, scratching behind their ears as they cuddled closer. She was feeling surprisingly light as she pulled her girls into her sides. Above them, the moon was still shining high and bright in the sky. For a while, the only sounds in the night were the distant chirping of insects.
“Alright, fine,” Sasha finally interrupted the silence. “We can do that one more time. May as well get it all out of our system while the night’s young.” She groaned when Anne and Marcy each licked one side of her face. “Yeah, yeah,” she muttered. Then she laughed, and threw her head back, and howled at the moon.
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I loved this ask omg. So cute! I actually started writing a response for the werewolf trio involving Anne being a quiet werewolf, which I may or may not post eventually alongside this. But for once I actually answered an ask correctly haha. Enjoy! 🐸🐾