He finished cooking and he grabbed two dry plates, loading them with food before carrying one out to Emmiline. "Here. Eat up. Tonight, we'll go out and… Find stuff." He sat on his bed. "Maybe if I'm feeling generous enough, I'll let you keep something." Then she can sell it and get real money….
Emmeline took the plate and smiled "Really? That would be awesome," She said, eating quickly and nodding "This is amazing, you are a master chef," She said, giggling slightly.
"It's just the essential stuff. Nothing too gourmet…." He flushed – he wasn't used to being appreciated at all, since he was always by himself nearly all the time. "I cook well enough to keep myself healthy." It's honestly the least I could do, truthfully.
"Whatever it is, it's good," She said, grinning "Also, blushing again." She continued to eat and look around the room, trying her best not to look like she was focusing on Miles.
Miles' face just burned harder. "Gimme a break, will you?" He mumbled a little bit. She just can't leave me alone, can she?…. He continued to eat. What makes her think she can make a joke outta me???
"It's fun seeing you blush harder when I point it out," She said, "I can stop if you want though," Emmeline finished off her food and set her plate on her bed next to her, laying down and staring at the roof.
Miles rolled his eyes, oblivious to the idea that he was practically cherry red at that point. Dammit… He shot up from his bed and put the empty plate in the water pail. "We might head out soon. I need to check on something first, though. And I assume you might need a weapon…."
She nodded and sat up slowly, taking her plate and putting it in the pail. "A weapon would probably be good..though I don't know if I'll use it," She walked back to her bed and laid down, humming softly.
Miles went back into his room and rummaged through a nearly empty chest. "Uughhh…" He grumbled. "I might only have a bow and arrow, and I don't really trust you with that…" Well, if tonight is supposed to be as planned…. "Here." He took his dagger and dagger sheath off and handed it to her. "You get to have this for tonight… But you don't get to keep it." He wandered outside to see what kind of night it was.
And it was just as he suspected. Perfect…
Emmeline looked at the dagger and smiled, turning it in her hands slowly "Thanks Miles," She said happily, smiling as she sat back up and continued to look at the dagger.
Miles allowed himself to soak up the moonlight, taking on the form of a ten-foot walking wolf. (Lol) His mind and control of his body were completely in tact, and since he couldn't fit through the doorway, he half galloped to the bedroom window and tapped on it gently with a claw to get Emmiline's attention. We need to hurry if we're gonna get some good loot…
She glanced at the window and jumped when she saw what it was. She backed away and looked around for Miles, her eyes wide and obviously terrified. "Hey, Miles? There's a wolf at the window.." She said, completely forgetting that he was a werewolf.
Fool…. A smile flashed across his snout. He snarled just to joke around, wrinkling his nose and pulling his lip back. A humid breath from his nose breifly fogged a small spot on the window, and Miles just watched her with his black eyes.
Emmeline backed further away from the window, her heart beating out of control. "M-miles?" She said, not daring to look away from the creature. Her hands started shaking and she remember she still had his dagger in her hands. "M-miles..if this is some sort of twisted joke or revenge for pointing out your blushing I'm sorry.." She tried to control her breathing but quickly failed, barely able to get a full breath.
He could hardly hear her through the window. …She'll have to deal with this, but this is also the first time. Miles went around to the front door and jiggled at the doorknob to get it open. "I don't have all night," He called in a deep, raspy almost demonic voice. "I thought I told you this already." That I was a werewolf…. He added silently to himself.
She shook her head and glanced at the weapon in her hands. Suddenly it hit her; Miles was the wolf, she was just too forgetful to realize. "Wait…Miles? Is that you? She called to the wolf just to make sure and to give her body time to recover from that shock.
"Of course it's me," Miles growled. "I told you this earlier – be that forgetful and you can land yourself in trouble." He backed out of the doorway. "Now hurry up!" I don't have all night…. These are one of the few times I can get away with something for certain.
"Yup, it's you, I can tell that attitude anywhere." She said, walking out of the cabin slowly and looking up at him. "What do I do now?" She asked him.
Miles lowered himself. "Get on my back and hang on tight – this will be much faster than just walking, obviously." Hopefully she doesn't do anything stupid like pull my fur out… That hurts…
Emmeline nodded and scrambled onto his back, tucking the dagger away and scooting up until she was up by his shoulders. She grabbed two handfuls of his fur tightly and called "I'm ready." She pressed herself against his back so she could stay on.
Miles gave her a last warning to hang on tight before he took off westward, galloping and leaping over the plain's rocks and tiny streams. It was a tad harder to maneuver with extra weight up on his shoulders, but it was quite simple to manage.
She squeaked slightly when they started moving but she quickly got used to it, focusing on holding on as she felt him leap over streams and rocks. A small smile appeared on her face and she sat up a little, studying the surroundings as they quickly went by.
They traveled for some time, avoiding rocks and everything, soon heading into some woods.
Miles slowed a bit as he came up to a house, much like his own. I think this is the place. When he was in range of sight of the house, he stopped. "This is where I just squeeze in the door and scare people away out of the house and just take what's good and nearly destroy everything else."
"Just don't try to destroy the stuff you don't take please," She looked over his head to see the house, "What should I do?" Emmeline asked, glancing around and sitting up on his shoulders.
"Well, normal werewolves would kill anything it saw. At least I'm nice enough to spare lives…" He glanced at her. "For you… This would be hard… Since you're a normal human being and you 'know better' than to steal… But… Just stay out here and watch for when they run out the front door. That's your cue to come in and help me take some stuff."
I hope that makes sense to her. I can't explain it more dumbed down than that…