lunarhunts

@magikais    ( … )     you’re   only   saying   that   because   this   is   your   favourite   oversized   shirt   of   mine.   I’m   surprised   I   managed   to   get   it   back   from   you.    [    she   teased,   tilting   her   head   to   the   side   as   she   looped   her   arms   around   victoria’s   waist   from   behind   her,   resting   her   chin   on   her   shoulder.      ] 

@dearprey    ( … )   I’ve   been   occupied.     [      that,   and   she   was   terrible   at   communicating   with   others.   probably   because   she   was   so   used   to   being   on   her   own.   alana’s   silvery   hues   darted   across   his   face,   seeing   his   confusion   and   that   stubborn   tilt   of   his   chin,   one   that   showed   her   he   wouldn’t   be   leaving   without   getting   some   answers.   swallowing,   she   shook   her   head   vaguely.    ]     I’m   fine,   truly.   but   right   now,   you   need   to   get   away   from   here.   I   have   some   business   I   need   to   attend   to,   and   I   don’t   want   to   have   to   worry   about   you   if   you’re   here. 

[ benjamin’s hand lowers from resting atop of her shoulder,  disregarding the clawed hand that had been merely one slash away from him.  he takes a step back,  granting her that space. ]    i was concerned.  you hadn’t answered my calls.    [ a pause.  he notes her demeanor now,  his dark brows pulling together down at her.  his head tilts to the side ever so slightly. ]     what’s going on,  alana?  

@dearprey    ( … )     [      wide-eyed,   the   tension   in   alana’s   posture   eased   slightly   when   she   realised   that   it   was   him,   lowering   her   clawed   hand   slowly.     ]     jesus—   did   you   fucking   / follow /   me   here ?     [     she   hissed   through   her   teeth   as   she   glanced   over   her   shoulder   into   the   darkness   behind   her   briefly,   before   her   sharp   gaze   settled   back   on   him.       ]     you   shouldn’t   be   here,   benjamin— 

@wiccaanways    ( … )     [     the   redhead   growled   as   her   claws   extended   further.   she   hadn’t   done   this   for   a   while — taking   his   potion   each   month   had   avoided   the   shift,   and   she   couldn’t   say   that   she   missed   going   through   it.   fear   clutched   her   heart   when   she   realised   that   she   would   lose   her   mind   since   again.   her   glowing   eyes   darted   to   him   as   he   crouched   in   front   of   her,   not   wanting   him   to   get   too   close.   it   would   be   safer   to   keep   the   chains   on.   they   both   knew   that.   but   he’d   told   her   that   he   wanted   to   try   something   new — to   let   her   roam   free   as   a   wolf.   a   pained   expression   flickered   over   her   scarred   features.      ]        don’t   let   me   hurt   anyone.   including   yourself.   [    she   barely   choked   out   before   her   human   form   changed,   each   bone   cracking   until   finally,   in   her   place,   was   a   wolf,   a   predator.     ] 

i made a promise. [ jack crouched down, meeting her where she was as she doubled over in pain. his ringed hand sinks into the grass, closing his eyes. in his mother tongue, he incants a spell, sealing off the forest and cloaking them from predators. as far as alana would be concerned, she couldn’t leave until she turned back into a human and no one else was in this forest but them. ] i’m almost done, i’ll take the chains off in a moment. 

@wiccaanways    ( … )      I   would   prefer   if   you   weren’t   anywhere   near   me   right   now.     [      alana   said   through   gritted   teeth   as   her   claws   sank   into   the   soil.   her   pupils   glowed   in   the   darkness,   the   full   moon   shining   down   on   them   both   as   she   growled   out   in   pain.   the   bones   in   her   forearm   snapped   and   a   snarl   escaped   her,   canines   elongating.   she   curled   in   agony   on   the   floor,   her   shining   hues   darting   to   him   as   she   hunched   over.      ]     please…. 

@wiccaanways    ( … )   you’d…   do   that   for   me ?     [      the   huntress   blinked,   teeth   grazing   her   lower   lip   as   she   paced   in   a   tight,   restless   line.   she   listened — really   listened — to   every   word   he   offered,   weighing   them   like   stones   in   her   palms.   it   was   still   risky.   too   many   variables,   too   many   ways   the   night   could   turn   against   them.   and   she   had   no   idea   what   her   next   shift   would   feel   like.   it   had   been   so   long   since   she’d   let   it   happen   properly.   would   it   tear   through   her   like   wildfire ?   would   it   slip   over   her   bones   like   an   old,   familiar   coat ?     ]     okay…     [     she   nodded,   closing   her   eyes   for   a   heartbeat   before   brushing   her   hair   back   and   meeting   his   gaze   again.     ]    okay.   we’ll   try   it   your   way.    [   a   breath,   thin   and   uncertain.      ]      how   much   energy   is   this   going   to   cost   you ? 

what if (…) we can train your wolf? no wolfsbane, no chains, no injecting with silver— just letting you run in the forest? [ he tries to string the words together, his hands gesturing to make some sort of dome, ] i can create a field around the woods, containing you in it every shift until it no longer tries to fight you? [ although he wasn’t the best at learning healthy restraint, what with all his masochistic coping mechanisms that he was sure would put a therapist into a coma— he couldn’t bare to see the people he cared about doing the same thing. ] it is a part of you after all (…) eventually you have to learn to coexist. 

@wiccaanways    ( … )     [       she   looked   away,   closing   her   eyes   briefly.   he   was   right,   of   course.   he   was   only   looking   out   for   her.   but   her   wolfish   temper   still   simmered   below   the   surface.   that   dissipated   once   he   mentioned   his   own   control   being   taken   away,   in   a   different   way.   she   didn’t   know   much   about   his   past,   but   she   guessed   it   was   a   long   and   shitty   one.   her   arms   dropped   to   her   sides,   guilt   suddenly   filling   her   chest   as   she   fiddled   with   the   loose   threads   on   her   sleeves.       ]     I   lose   my   mind   every   time,   jack.   I   can’t   keep   it,   no   matter   how   much   I   try.   I   don’t   know   / how /.   even   after   all   this   time,   I   can’t   do   it…   I’m   not   as   strong   as   you   think   I   am…     

@magikais    ( … )     [      the   redhead   werewolf   let   the   corners   of   her   mouth   tug   up   slightly   as   she   let   some   of   her   hair   fall   over   her   face.   she   outstretched   her   hand   over   to   victoria,   her   fingers   brushed   over   her   knuckles.    ]     you’re   stronger   than   you   think,   vic...   come   on   then.     [      she   lifted   herself   to   her   feet,   pulling   her   hair   up   into   a   messy   ponytail.     ]      fight   me. 

i’ve met some incredible warriors in my day— you’re one of them, darling. accept that. [ the vampire replies fondly, head tilting as her eyes met hers than flitted over to her muscles. years and years of dedication showing every scar or cut littered across her skin. she admired that strength. she nods. ] i’d like that a lot. 

@magikais    ( … )      I   don’t   think   I’m   / that /   good.     [      an   amused   expression   formed   on   her   features   as   she   rested   her   cheek   on   her   hand.   her   silvery   hues   tracked   over   the   vampire — she   was   perfection.       ]       I’ve   seen   you   hold   your   own.   don’t   put   yourself   down.   but…   if   you   really   want,   we   could   train   together ? 

@magikais     ( … )     [      her   heart   jumped   to   her   throat   when   victoria   ignored   her   pleas   to   leave,   her   wide   eyes   staring   in   disbelief   at   the   vampire   soaring   down   the   steps.   alana   watched   her,   her   panicked   expression   softening   ever   so   slightly   as   she   let   the   blonde   adjust   the   chains   securing   her   wrists.   then,   wave   of   nausea   and   pain   rippled   over   her   body   and   she   hunched   over,   teeth   clenched.   her   skin   felt   like   it   was   on   fire.   she   had   gone   through   many   monthly   transformations   but   they   were   no   less   agonising   every   time.   her   eyes   blinked   slowly,   silvery   hues   glowing   uncontrollably   as   she   let   her   gaze   wander   in   admiration   over   victoria’s   face.   she   exhaled   sharply,   her   hand   gently   catching   the   vampire’s   wrist,   drawing   her   soft   hand   slowly   away   from   her   forehead,   chains   rattling   as   she   did.     ]      there   isn’t…   I   can’t   be   sure   of   what   I’ll   do   when   I   transform.   it’s   the   only   time   of   the   month   where   I’m   not…. ahhh…   in   control   of   my   own   actions. 

once victoria’s mind was made up, it was nearly impossible for her to let up. seeing alana in this state definitely didn’t dissuade her from staying, the sound of the chains rustling against her wrists didn’t either. refusing to waste anytime, victoria runs down the final few steps, flashing toward her with a rare sense of urgency. “ i’m not leaving. ” she replies, her hands clasping over the chains, tightening them before moving onto the next. 
            
            “ besides, i’m a resilient woman (…) i’ll bounce back. ” bright blue eyes glance out the window; she still had time before she had to be a safe distance away. pulling her matching scarf from her neck, she gently dabbed the sweat off her forehead. for a moment her eyes lingered over hers, unable to keep the facade of strength as she watched her trembling in pain. 
            
            “ there has to be better way than this. ”

@magikais    ( … )      [      the   redhead   was   already   feeling   weak,   her   bones   aching,   skin   paler   and   clammier   than   usual.   it   wasn’t   long   before   the   full   moon   would   make   an   appearance,   which   was   why   alana   had   holed   herself   up   in   her   basement.   she   had   just   been   about   to   seal   the   chains   around   her   wrists,   when   the   familiar   scent   of   the   blonde   vampire   caught   her   attention.   her   head   snapped   up,   immediately   shaking   he   head.     ]       no…   no,   no..   I   can’t   have   you   here,   victoria.   you   can’t   see   me   like   this — I   could   hurt   you   and   I’d   never   forgive   myself. 

@magikais     /   maybe ,   yes   ;)

/ omg is she back!

@lunarhunts 
            
            
            Ohhh pretty 

@dearprey    ( … )      [     her   gaze   flickered   back   over   to   the   fellow   werewolf,   leaning   herself   against   the   side   of   the   car   as   she   tracked   his   stance.   almost   instantly,   her   expression   softened.       ]      I’m   fine,   ben.   they   were   idiots   and   aren’t   worth   either   of   our   time.     [     a   small   smirk   grazed   her   lips   as   she   tilted   her   head.      ]      stop   worrying   about   me. 

i could tell.  that doesn’t answer my question.   [ he stands some distance from her,  hands crossed against his chest and brows pulled together.  he would be lying if he said he hadn’t been worried—-  how could he not? ]    

@dearprey    ( … )      [       alana   blew   a   piece   of   her   hair   out   of   her   face,   grimacing   as   she   glanced   briefly   back   over   her   shoulder.   her   silvery   hues   narrowed   in   annoyance.      ]       just   a   bunch   of   arrogant   assholes.