12-06-2018, 01:27 AM
The young ‘Moon-King’ played coy over the rougarou. Siobhan sniffed the air around him subconsciously as he spoke. His angsty scent had changed slightly… Well, not slightly. He was finally relaxing... Although, there was definitely an element there that suggested he was always wound tight. Uneasy? No. That wasn’t the word. Cautious was probably a better adjective there…
Lih was definitely pure, though. A man you could trust.
The whole smelling-thing was the strangest part of being a Wolf-kin to Siobhan. She had never gotten completely used to it, although it had eventually become second nature to her. What she smelled didn’t always register with her, not unless she paid attention to it. Ebony had claimed that she was choosing to be ignorant. Siobhan usually just huffed at those statements. She wasn’t lazy… She just didn’t like constantly knowing how others were feeling. It affected every social interaction she had and made performing on tour something to be dreaded. With thousands of fans in the audience, the scent was nothing she could ignore and it was almost always too much to take in at once. She had collapsed once, on her first tour, when she realized just how powerful emotions were amplified amongst that many people. Since that night, she often rubbed scented oils and lotions beneath her nose to help cover it all.
“Modesty suits you, Moon-King. Still, I’d like to hear your side of it… one day.”
Siobhan winked at him and smiled devilishly.
Cruz went on and shocked Siobhan, proclaiming this Nox-character to be a man. Dorian added a comment or two on the man, as well. Not a man to be crossed. Siobhan made a note of that. A self-preservationist ex-Atharim and he was teaching one of her oldest, dearest friends how to Channel. None of that phased her. It was odd, but nothing odder than talking to a wolf.
I like to think that I am talking to you. Not the other way around, Ebony growled in the back of Siobhan’s head.
We are all the hero in our own story, Eb, Siobhan thought back as the she-wolf sulked back towards the front of the house. She had read that somewhere before… Perhaps Aiden had said it, Siobhan wasn’t too sure.
“I’m none too sure what you two are talking about, but if your ‘police work’ needs any help, Ebony and I can be of assistance. We’ve both got pretty good noses. I can’t track, but Eb can… I can detect lies, though… Most of the time,” Siobhan said to Dorian and Lih. It was not her place to but in, but she already liked the young albino, so if he needed help she would offer what she could. It would be a nice change of pace from the touring.
You said we were taking a break, Ebony said, apparently listening from the other room.
Yeah, I did. What else are we gonna do?
Run. Hunt. Wander. Enjoy the solitude of the forests. Like you promised.
They didn’t accept yet, Eb. Relax. We’ll probably get the brush off anyway.
Then why did you offer in the first place?
I always thought you wolves were a ‘Force of the Light,’ as you so elegantly put it?
That does not involve… whatever you’re offering these two-legs.
Hypocrite.
Human.
Cruz provided another answer to one of her questions. There were at least 2 or 3 different conversations happening all at once, so it was easy for her to forget she even asked anything of the dapper fellow. Christian even made a comment, laughing jovial. What a warm house this seemed… Mostly. There was a tension between the Father and Son duo that Siobhan couldn’t help but sniffing. It was definitely there though. Such strange answers too, yet they all talked about it as if none of it was any less normal than the moon hanging in the sky.
A loud and cheerful bark erupted from the other room and Siobhan could hear Eb groaning across the mental connection they shared.
Yes. Yes. It is good to see you too, Lasher. Remove your muzzle from my backside, Ebony growled.
“Lasher!?” Siobhan half-screamed in a squeal.
Aiden’s dog gave a loud yip from the other room and rushed into the kitchen, bounding up to Siobhan, tongue lapping at her and his nose sniffing every square inch it could find on her. Lasher was the best boy. So well behaved, playful, loyal, and, above all, adorable. Siobhan almost liked the dog more than Aiden. She hadn’t even thought to ask after the pup, assuming him to still be back at Aiden’s manor in Suzdal.
“Whosagoodboy!?” Siobhan said in a silly voice to the dog, “Oh, I’ve missed you too! Yes, he’s a good boy. Youwannatreat!?”
Without looking up, Siobhan asked of her hosts, “You guys got any treats for him or a hunk of meat or cheese? Oh, he’s so cute! It’s been far too long. And look how big he’s gotten!"
Siobhan loved dogs.
Lih was definitely pure, though. A man you could trust.
The whole smelling-thing was the strangest part of being a Wolf-kin to Siobhan. She had never gotten completely used to it, although it had eventually become second nature to her. What she smelled didn’t always register with her, not unless she paid attention to it. Ebony had claimed that she was choosing to be ignorant. Siobhan usually just huffed at those statements. She wasn’t lazy… She just didn’t like constantly knowing how others were feeling. It affected every social interaction she had and made performing on tour something to be dreaded. With thousands of fans in the audience, the scent was nothing she could ignore and it was almost always too much to take in at once. She had collapsed once, on her first tour, when she realized just how powerful emotions were amplified amongst that many people. Since that night, she often rubbed scented oils and lotions beneath her nose to help cover it all.
“Modesty suits you, Moon-King. Still, I’d like to hear your side of it… one day.”
Siobhan winked at him and smiled devilishly.
Cruz went on and shocked Siobhan, proclaiming this Nox-character to be a man. Dorian added a comment or two on the man, as well. Not a man to be crossed. Siobhan made a note of that. A self-preservationist ex-Atharim and he was teaching one of her oldest, dearest friends how to Channel. None of that phased her. It was odd, but nothing odder than talking to a wolf.
I like to think that I am talking to you. Not the other way around, Ebony growled in the back of Siobhan’s head.
We are all the hero in our own story, Eb, Siobhan thought back as the she-wolf sulked back towards the front of the house. She had read that somewhere before… Perhaps Aiden had said it, Siobhan wasn’t too sure.
“I’m none too sure what you two are talking about, but if your ‘police work’ needs any help, Ebony and I can be of assistance. We’ve both got pretty good noses. I can’t track, but Eb can… I can detect lies, though… Most of the time,” Siobhan said to Dorian and Lih. It was not her place to but in, but she already liked the young albino, so if he needed help she would offer what she could. It would be a nice change of pace from the touring.
You said we were taking a break, Ebony said, apparently listening from the other room.
Yeah, I did. What else are we gonna do?
Run. Hunt. Wander. Enjoy the solitude of the forests. Like you promised.
They didn’t accept yet, Eb. Relax. We’ll probably get the brush off anyway.
Then why did you offer in the first place?
I always thought you wolves were a ‘Force of the Light,’ as you so elegantly put it?
That does not involve… whatever you’re offering these two-legs.
Hypocrite.
Human.
Cruz provided another answer to one of her questions. There were at least 2 or 3 different conversations happening all at once, so it was easy for her to forget she even asked anything of the dapper fellow. Christian even made a comment, laughing jovial. What a warm house this seemed… Mostly. There was a tension between the Father and Son duo that Siobhan couldn’t help but sniffing. It was definitely there though. Such strange answers too, yet they all talked about it as if none of it was any less normal than the moon hanging in the sky.
A loud and cheerful bark erupted from the other room and Siobhan could hear Eb groaning across the mental connection they shared.
Yes. Yes. It is good to see you too, Lasher. Remove your muzzle from my backside, Ebony growled.
“Lasher!?” Siobhan half-screamed in a squeal.
Aiden’s dog gave a loud yip from the other room and rushed into the kitchen, bounding up to Siobhan, tongue lapping at her and his nose sniffing every square inch it could find on her. Lasher was the best boy. So well behaved, playful, loyal, and, above all, adorable. Siobhan almost liked the dog more than Aiden. She hadn’t even thought to ask after the pup, assuming him to still be back at Aiden’s manor in Suzdal.
“Whosagoodboy!?” Siobhan said in a silly voice to the dog, “Oh, I’ve missed you too! Yes, he’s a good boy. Youwannatreat!?”
Without looking up, Siobhan asked of her hosts, “You guys got any treats for him or a hunk of meat or cheese? Oh, he’s so cute! It’s been far too long. And look how big he’s gotten!"
Siobhan loved dogs.