(Okay so we be doing incorrect quotes in a different way let me know witch style you prefer this one or the other one)
*it was a cold afternoon night, and their were probably wolf's and vampires lurking. Of course this never stopped Taurtis from wondering the woods at night, alone. He hasn't ran into either yet, so what does he have to fear? After all who knows if the sightings are real or fake. He began to make his way to a small clearing with a widow tree swaying softly in the middle. Taurtis made his way to the old tree not seeing the purple eyes starting at him intrigued by him. As Taurtis sat down he stiffened hearing a low growl from the area.*
Taurtis: who's there!? *he yelped*
*No one answered his distressed call, except a large fowl beast that began to lunge at the scared male*
Taurtis: help!, Any one? *he began to tear up closing his eyes but yet nothing happened*
Grian: are you okay
Taurtis: who's there!?
Grian: Taurtis it's just me
Taurtis: oh thank god *he muttered softly*
*he looked up to see the Brit standing over him, with a concerned expression. Grian offered a hand witch Taurtis gladly excepted only to see wolf like ears and a tail. Grian looked down at the ground unsure of how his friend would react*
Taurtis: you're a wolf?
Grian: yea.....
Taurtis: where did the oth-
Grian: *cutting Taurtis off* I fought it and chased it off
Taurtis: are you ok!?
* This causes the Brit to jump back in shock, not expecting that at all. For now that doesn't matter to him, all that matters is his friend getting home safely*
Grian: we can talk about this later
Taurtis: that's okay
*They pulled each other into a soft hug, though Grian promptly tightened his grip*
Grian: Taurtis you're not mad?
Taurtis: no just surprised
