Animal Girl of Sabertooth. Rogue x OC

Chapter Nine

I know this Chappie is small, but I have tonnes planned for the next! See yah all there!

Different. So different that it causes my mind to wander to this mysterious person standing in front of me. The long, black hair, drenched, with droplets of water barrelling off each strand. Her bangs clumped together in many places.

The towel wrapped around her bust held firmly underneath her arms and flows down towards the ground in a heap, soaking up the water that sticks to her skin. The girl rubs her eyes with the back of her hand, yawning in the process before her eyes gleamed with a morning buzz.

That girl, is me. I never thought I'd see the day I actually looked forward to the upcoming hours of midday. Or even the thought of being happy to return to Sabertooth's guild hall. My skin tingles, still looking in the bathroom's mirror, the edges steamed up harshly, with the centre shows my figure.

The patterns coaxing my skin light up faintly. Multiple voices echoing throughout my mind like a cassette player. My animals. Each of them suddenly at war with one another. Well. Mainly between Scalsi, Ayrin and Leasoe. The others standing off and listening in to their war. All about the dragons that attacked days ago.

Lythious the one, calming them down. Yet, I feel Na'larite hovering in the back of mind, yet her silence is causing Arisian, Colletto and Ressia to stand on edge. Yet, the others too focused on the inside war that they haven't noticed her presence.

Not often are we given the honour to have her presence felt, well, they don't, I do every time I'm home. Not even Violet has grazed her. Not sight, hearing her voice or even feeling her eyes racking people. I can feel her silently watching the ongoing war. Just wait till I get home...

With a reluctant sigh, I dry myself off, wrapping a towel around my head to dry my hair. Sliding on a knee length black skirt. It's waistband flexible and flows out freely, the back of the skirt slightly longer than the front. A baggy, yet strapless sleeved top. It's silver trimmed with black material for the centre.

Fishnet stockings, boots, the large set of bangles and finally my cape. Strapping it into place with the hook in front of my neck. Dumping the towels in the basket, I allow my hair to dry itself, it tumbling down my back, the soon to be deeper coloured strands will dry into a clash of the unkempt curls.

Exiting the bathroom, I'm met with the empty bedroom. All my clothes neatly packed away into the suitcase that's planted on the unmade bed.

"Revelli? You coming? We gotta start heading down to the station." I glance over my shoulder towards Violet, her paw wrapped around her own suitcase. I smile faintly, her fur now releasing a proud and happy glow portraying her joy. A lot can happen in a week.

With a faint nod, attaching my staff to my back, I grab my suitcase, zipping it up beforehand and slowly dragging it towards the door. Before reaching the door, I fling the blanket over my shoulder and follow Violet out the door, closing it behind us both. The cracks still prominent from Natsu's attack on the hotel, yet, with careful construction, they are slowly being repaired.

"Rogue's downstairs waiting on us while the rest are on their way to the station." Violet states firmly, yet ending softly, still getting used to the fact we no longer have to be harsh with our tone. I grin faintly down at her, her spare paw gripping my cape, herself stumbling over the suitcase she drags apart the carpeted floor.

With a faint laugh leaving my lips, I lean down, picking up her suitcase and holding it within the same grasp as my own. Leaving the room key on the foyers reception. My body suddenly being brought into a firm embrace. Myself sinking into Rogue's familiar smell. The weight of the cases suddenly leaving my grasp as I turn around.

Rogue's eyes lighting up. His baron red, yet glimmer eyes. My cases in his own hold. His spare hand linking with my own. His eyes holding adoration. My cape being tugged as I glance down, Frosch and Violet climbing up, using my staff to level them before clipping it back into place, both exceeds now firmly seated on my shoulder. Rogue wraps his other arm around my waist as we leave the hotel. Crocus already repairing the damages that the dragons and the games brought down upon the houses, shops and streets.

"Shall we go? The death-trap is a waiting." Rogue groans at my words. Violet and Frosche snickering and smiling innocently.

"You know what Rogue?" He grunts faintly, our bodies emerging into the streets filled with bustling people. My scanning the crowd before smiling up to Rogue.

"Let's leave the suitcases with Sting and the guild." He raises an eyebrow slightly, and Violet leans over my shoulder and gives me a questioning look.

"What's the point if we are on that death machine too?" I grin.

"Will we be though? I'm sure Arisian is looking for a long run. She hasn't been out in months. Her strong build can easily hold the four of us, and besides, I'm sure you won't feel sick as she isn't a vehicle." He tilts his head slightly as I speak. His arm tightening around me.

"That sounds like a plan." I nod faintly. The station coming into view. My eyes spotting Sting, Lector, Yukino and Rufus.

"Revelli-sama! Rogue-sama! We might miss the train!" I smile at Yukino as we get closer, her reflecting my action with a kind smile of her own.

"Please, Yukino, No need for the 'sama'. It simply doesn't fit. But, might I ask a favour?" I glance towards Sting, his face pale and the purple coaxing his cheeks tells me he's already feeling it. Three other members dragging him into the carriage.

"Anything, Revelli-sam... Revelli." I laugh lightly, Frosche and Violet jumping off my shoulder and onto the ground. Rogue leaving my side to go help them shove Sting into the train. He's resisting...

"Would you mind if you watched my luggage and then brought it to the guild hall for me? It's not much, only these two suitcases." She tilts her head before giving a faint nod.

"Why, exactly? Aren't you coming with or are you staying in Crocus longer?" I shake my head in reply. My eyes snapping to the now embarrassing scene in front of me. Well, this is more entertaining than ever before. Some trainee worker grabbing the suitcases and pulled them through the other door into the train carriage we had book out to get back to our home town.

"We aren't taking the train. I don't have motion sickness, yet I can't stand travelling with the metal boxes called trains." She giggles lightly, nodding in understanding. I narrow my eyes faintly, certain areas of my skin tingling and buzzing with magic, my eyes in particular.

A magic circle embedding itself into the ground on my right, the grey geometric patterns coaxing it, with violet flecks rising off and vanishing like burning ashes. The area above the circle shimmering as Arisian glimmers into view. Her tall height making her stand out against the humans who suddenly back off from her sudden appearance.

Rising on her four back hooves, she releases a lough 'neigh' like sound before planting all her hooves back on the ground. Her light hazel fur deeper in some areas, those area's matching the same colour of her mane and tail that are silky smooth and flow freely in the incoming wind. Her ears perked high. Running my hand over her neck her body shivers slightly. Her two metre tall body beats my height any day.

"It's cooled off slightly. Na'larite let her presence known and they are all now back in their specific areas." She states quite firmly. I nod in understanding, the silence in my head now making sense.

"Rogue, You coming?" I glance over my shoulder at him, he nods, picking up Frosche and Violet. Arisian lowers down, slipping my leg over her back, her body shifting slightly in the process Rogue passing both exceeds towards me as I set them carefully in front of me.

"Never thought I'd see the day a Dragon Slayer rode a Sleipnir. Huh?" Yukino calmly stroking Arisian's neck. Rogue grunting slightly before slowly getting on behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Never thought I'd see one, Nor did I know they existed until I met you." I feel the faint heat rush to my cheeks, Arisian's body rising to full height.

"Sounds like a romance novel. Don't you think? Oh-, and Aris, full speed ahead. Let's beat Sting and the others back. Alright?" She shakes her head in agreement, before taking off in a full-fledged sprint, out of the train station, streets of crocus and onto the country streets surrounding it.