A Chance Encounter

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Key~
(e/c) - Eye Color
(y/n) - Your Name
(f/c) - Fur Color
‘Italics’ - Thoughts
 
 
         Your ears flicked in anticipation as you waited for the perfect moment. You were currently hiding in the shadows of an alleyway, waiting for the vendor of the stall to look away. You were on the run, some crazy hunters had been chasing you for weeks and you were tired and hungry. You weren't an ordinary human, you had the ears and tail along with the smelling, hearing, and instincts of a wolf. You had (f/c) ears on your head and a (f/c) tail. The ears were hidden underneath a raggedy cap and your tail was wrapped around your body underneath your oversized shirt. You glanced around, hoping that no one was looking. Crap! There were the hunters! You saw them casting suspicious glances around themselves, as if they didn't trust anyone in the market. You quietly fled down the alleyway, and, just your luck, knocked a box of assorted glasses over. 'Why was there a box of glass in an alleyway? No, never mind that.' You could hear footsteps back at the entrance and gruff, angry voices yelling something you couldn't understand. You darted to the end of the alley, only to come up to a brick wall. The wall wasn't to high, you could easily scale it with your enhanced skills. You quickly scrambled up it, trying to make as little noise as possible. You could hear the loud footsteps, now running, down the alleyway. You cursed under your breath as you heard them call out to you and pushed yourself on top of the wall. A shot rang out through the alley. A sudden pain in your left shoulder alerted you to the fact that you had been shot and you quickly dropped to the ground on the other side of the wall and took off. With your sensitive hearing, you could hear the men curse and start to scale the wall. Judging by the rustle of fabric, they were probably lifting each other up. You grunted in pain as you rounded the corner, only to bump into another person’s chest and fall back onto your back and wounded shoulder. Letting out a cry of pain and blinking back tears you quickly scrambled up, mumbling an apology and quickly taking off. However, before you could get very far, a hand on your left shoulder stopped you in your tracks. Letting out a strangled cry you quickly tried to twist out of his grip, only to be stopped by a voice and another hand.
 
"Are you okay Love?"
 
His voice was laced with concern as he pulled you closer to him so he could get a better look at you. 
 
"Please! You have to let me go! If you don't they'll catch me!"
 
“Who will catch you, Love?”

“Hey! Stop right there! Hand her over and there will be no need to get hurt!” A gruff voice shouted behind the two of you as you whirled around to face the man holding you.
 
“Please! Let me go!”
 
“Sorry Love, no can do. This is no way to treat a lady. Why are you chasing her?”
 
The man barked a laugh and said, “She’s not human! She’s part wolf! A monster! Now hand her over Eyebrows.” The man who had a hold on you raised an eyebrow at the nickname and replied.
 
“Sorry, I don’t think I will. She looks perfectly fine to me. Now if you will excuse me, I have to treat the wound you gave her. Now, off with you.”
 
The men growled at his answer but none the less turned around, figuring the idea of murdering someone in the open wasn’t smart. However, as he turned he yelled back, “We will be back for her! She can’t hide forever!”
 
You stared in fear as the man in front of you turned back to you.
 
“What’s your name, Love?”
 
“(y-y/n)…” You replied, still in fight or flight mode.
“Well (y/n), looks like you’re coming with me,” At this your eyes widened and you started shaking. Noticing your fearful gaze, he quickly add, “I won’t hurt you. That was no way to treat a lady!”
 
You slightly relaxed, but you still didn’t fully trust him.
 
“Come on, Love.”
 
He tugged you down the street and started talking.
 
“I’m Arthur, Arthur Kirkland. We need to patch up that wound before it gets infected. My house isn’t much further.”
 
When you reached said house, you were pulled inside. It wasn’t too large but it wasn’t too small either. It had a rather homely feel to it and made you feel somewhat safer. He led you to what you presumed to be the bathroom, and your suspicions were confirmed when he opened the door. He sat you down on the toilet seat while he went over to the medicine cabinet to look for the first aid kit. After cleaning out your wound and wrapping a bandage around it, he took you to the kitchen and sat you down at the table.
 
“Are you hungry?” At the question you glanced up, a spark in your eyes. He laughed. “I’ll take that as a yes!” He walked into the kitchen, leaving you to your thoughts.
 
Why was this man helping you? He seems nice enough, but can I really trust him? Stupid, you already trusted him when you allowed him to bring you here! What if he-!’ 
 
Your train of thought was interrupted as said man put a plate of scones down in front of you. You wrinkled your nose in disgust at the smell and shook your head. The man looked offended at your action and said, “Do you not like it?!”
 
“N-no… Its n-not that… I’m p-part wolf so I-I only eat m-meat…” You stuttered out, looking at the ground in shame. His eyes softened at your words and he replied with a small ‘Oh’.
 
“Well, looks like I’ll be going to the market again. Do you have anywhere to stay, Love?”
 
“N-no… I’ve n-never had o-one…” His eyes widened.
 
“Oh… Well looks like you’re staying with me from now on!”
 
Now it was your turn for your eyes to widen. You managed to get past your shock and stuttered out.
 
“N-no! I wouldn’t w-want to be a b-burden! B-besides! I’m s-sure I c-can find s-somewhere to s-stay!”
 
“No, Love! I would not be in my right mind to let a woman such as yourself back onto the streets, especially with those brutes hunting you down! Now that I mention it, where ARE your wolf attributes? They mentioned them but I haven’t seen anything.”
 
You winced at the mention of the hunters and looked up at him when he asked about your wolf attributes.
 
“M-my ears are u-under my h-hat… M-my tail is under m-my s-shirt…”
You pulled your tail out and took your hat off after you said those words and risked a glance up at the man in front of you.
 
“May I?” He raised his hand towards your ears as he asked this. You gave a small nod and he slowly lowered his hand behind yours ears.
 
‘What are you doing?! He can hurt you! But he seems nice… I think we can trust him… You’re crazy! We can’t trust anyone!’
 
 Your thoughts were interrupted as he pulled his hand away and gave you a small smile.
 
“Yeah, you can definitely stay here.”
 
What had you gotten yourself into?
 

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