forum Mandatory Therapy: Werewolves Addition (CLOSED)

Started November 01, 2022 by @Nicolo_Needs_A_Nap

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Ronni noted the big girl glare at her for a moment, and realized she probably wasn't helping the smell in the room, though it had been rank with sour smells when she walked in already.
She closed her eyes for a moment, did the mental exercise of putting the bricks in place, and walled herself off behind the impenetrable mask of neutrality that had become so second nature to her.
When she opened her eyes, she was locked-down. Completely neutral. Smelling of no particular strong emotion, once the tang of anxiety wore off.
This wasn't her favorite, but it was safe.

The twins sat huddled together, making sure they were far away from everyone else. The mix of scents, from the mass of bodies grouped together to the dingy walls and floor, was nauseating. Midnight was biting her arm, a small trail of blood running over her skin. This, unfortunately, only added to the heavy smells. Twilight was braiding his sister's hair, quietly looking over the others and studying them, trying to see if he could identify any threats. The coordinator's forced energy definitely made him want to fight her, but there was one girl here with a sense of irritation that he was drawn to. But the people who brought him and Midnight here would disapprove if he attacked anybody, so he busied his hands by braiding Midnight's hair. His own hair draped over his back and shoulder, partially hiding his face from the others.

Trent was shoved in by dawn, grumbling as he reisted against her. She tricked him into coming here, and now she was just leaving on leaving him here in this disaster of a meeting.
She shoved him forward and then moved to leave, shutting the door in his face. He groaned as he turned back to the group, he pulled on the handle but instead of it turning it wouldn't go.
She was holding the handle.
He growled under his throat, whatever. Fine. If she wanted him to be here so bad then he might as well go sit down. He wasn't participating though.
He found a seat in the sea of bodies, his scrunched his noise up at all the smells.
well this couldn't get any worse.. he let out a sigh, clearly irritated.

Raysu tears her gaze away from Aspen, looking around as she smells three new scents.

The scents were all mingling together, but one stood out to her: an aggressive male.

Raysu curls her lips in disgust and hate, already tracing the scent back to a pair that was well away from the main group.

She has an urge to stand up and start a fight with the man, but suppresses it well enough that she only snarls at him and turns her head to look at the second person.

A deppressed female, biting her arm.

That's where the smell of blood is coming from. . . she notes.

She finds the third person, and pauses.

Why are there so many men here? It's fucking disgusting. she grimaces, turning away from the man.

Mary clapped her hands, calling all the attention her way. "Alrighty! So first off we're going to do introductions, then we'll see how we all feel. Aspen can go first because they've been here the longest and know how we do it!" She hummed a small tune as she stepped away to let Aspen stand up awkwardly.

They sort of caved in on themselves as they stood up, coughing a bit. "Uh, I'm Aspen, they/them. The best part of my week was…" They pause to think. "I suppose, Mary took me to a bookstore earlier this week while waiting for my foster parents to arrive." There was a thick cloud of hate around the words foster parents before they spoke again. "And the worst was coming to this shit hole again!" Aspen exclaimed with fake cheer, sickly sweet.

Raysu snorts derisively, but she completely agrees with the last statement.

She understood perfectly hating foster parents - and real parents. But that didn't mean she trusted Aspen in the slightest.

Ronni exhaled through her nose as she watched Aspen introduce himself.
Mary was crazy if she thought the rest of them were going to follow that example. They seemed to be doing well to just keep from mauling each other. In particular the big girl who had scowled at literally everyone so far seemed ready to start brawling. The… Couple? Twins? Weirdly intimate friends? over in the corner seemed stable, though all of the boys kept looking at the girls like pieces of meat, which was disconcerting.
She kept herself emotionally flat. Give away nothing. Don't let anyone know or see.
They can see you doing that, though…

Trent looked up at the person that started the introductions, he could agree with them when heard them call this place horrible. He couldn’t agree more and he had just got here. He let out a sigh as he looked around to everywhere else. Seemed like no one else planned to go next, as much as he hated the idea of him going next he didn’t see many other options.
He straightened himself up and cleared his throat.
“Names Trenton, you can call me Trent.” He spoke, looking away while he was talking. “Pronouns are he/him I guess…”

Raysu glares as she stands up, muscle rippling visibly as she does so.

She crosses her arms and plants her feet.

"Raysu Ëtterling. Call me anything but Raysu and I'll tear out your throat. Pronouns are she/her." she snarls, looking around the room.

Mary seemed pleased that almost everyone was doing their introductions, clapping her hands happily. "I'll leave you all to finish your intros! This is a very loose group, so I'll be in the other room while you all get to know each other better!" She smiled as she spoke, beginning to make her way to the door, ignoring the pleading look Aspen gave to her to please god take them with her.

Ronni actually relaxed a bit when Mary left. With her gone, there was nobody left to try to force her to say anything in this dumb group. She didn't want to be here anymore than the rest of them.
Raysu seemed ready to tear into folks, though, so Ronni didn't relax too much. The room was full of agitated, unstable werewolves, most of whom were bigger than her. So definitely not safe.

Raysu only becomes more tense when Mary leaves, stalking up to the front of the room.

"I'm in the mood for a fight." she grinds out.

She'd been forced into a room by a male nearly twice her size and three times her weight. She was in the mood to crack some skulls, especially if she was able to fight the monster of a man next to the lady making herself bleed.

Twilight's head immediately shot up. He hadn't really cared to introduce himself, he didn't see the point anyway. But this? This interested him greatly. He quickly finished his sister's braid, kissed her head and told her to stay out of it, then stalked forward. His hands twitched, and he reached up to tie his long hair back.
He was silent, just letting his eyes pierce into the taller girl as a way of responding to the challenge.

Raysu's close-cropped hair gleams in the light, a violent smile creeping across her face as she eyes the man in front of her, assessing weaknesses.

There appeared to be none besides his throat.

With a short growl, she leaps at the man, claws outstretched to rake against Twilight's chest.

Ronni's eyes widened.
Well, this went south much quicker than I thought it would.
She looked around at the rest, before standing and pulling her chair back into a corner, turning it around and sitting on it backwards, so that the chair covered most of her body.
She didn't want any part of this fight.

Twilight’s muscles tensed as he shifted his position, only using his bare arm to block the girl’s attack before ramming his body into her and shoving her to the ground. She was bigger, true, but Twilight and a vast amount of strength hidden in his thin body. In a split second, he bent down and bit her shoulder, his fangs sinking into her flesh.

Raysu howls, her hands prying apart Twilight's jaws.

She was naturally strong, and being a werewolf only added to that.

The fact that she lifted weights a lot also contributed.

So it shouldn't come as a surprise when she tosses the poor boy into the air, letting him hit the ground as she springs up.

Twilight snarled, trying to resist Raysu’s efforts, but it was strength against strength. He went flying, and when he hit the hit the ground he rolled and used the momentum to spring back up again, just barely missing the other werewolves sitting and watching on that side of the circle. He pounced again, this time going for her legs. He seemed to determined to get her down on the ground so he could pummel her.

Raysu barely dodges, slamming her elbow down onto the back of Twilight's neck.

The male wolf hits the ground again, hard, and a booted foot slams down onto his back, pinning him.

"Barely even a fight." she smirks, her tone aggressive and cocky.

Ronni flinched with every impact, watching from her corner. She wondered if she should step in, but… well. He seemed ok, still fighting, and Raysu was obviously in a mood to take people apart.
So in her chair in her corner she stayed.