(Why is she still in werewolf form?)
Corvin doesn't know how cognizent the werewolf is in her? form, but he tries talking to it anyways. "What are you doing here?" He clenches his fist and doesn't lower his shoulders, showing that this is his turf.
(She isnt. She just acts like that usually.)
In response Evelyn snarls, 'hackles' raised. One of her hands was still gripping the torn up screen. She lets go however and walks toward the other werewolf on all fours.
(She 'walks' like Tarzan but not on her knuckles)
(She's clothed, right?! If not, I don't see why the wolves would wear clothes, Corvin can get her something.)
Corvin tilts his head at the werewolf's odd behavior. I don't think she can understand you, genius. He doesn't back up at her approach, not showing any fear.
(She's clothed, right?! If not, I don't see why the wolves would wear clothes, Corvin can get her something.)
Corvin tilts his head at the werewolf's odd behavior. I don't think she can understand you, genius. He doesn't back up at her approach, not showing any fear.
(https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/364299057342454229/ Yeah she is)
Evelyn snarls, standing but her shoulders are slouched over slightly and her knees are still bents slightly
(Not quite sure how it all works, but okay.)
Corvin smirks, not really knowing why. "Guess we're at a standstill, huh?" He lowers his hands. Can she understand me?
(Just click the link?)
Evelyn snorts starting to back up slightly
[No, I mean that fact that she's in clothes even though she was raised by wolves and all that, but we can just leave it. :) ]
"Guess not," Corvin says, aloud. Feeling like an idiot, he thinks allowed, almost as if he were talking to a pet. "Well, what're we going to do, then?"
[No, I mean that fact that she's in clothes even though she was raised by wolves and all that, but we can just leave it. :) ]
"Guess not," Corvin says, aloud. Feeling like an idiot, he thinks allowed, almost as if he were talking to a pet. "Well, what're we going to do, then?"
(Yeah she wears furs but they are technically clothes)
Evelyn Snarls, eyeing the forest but then looks up at the window and her snarl fades
((Uh, honestly, I have no clue lol. I myself am still waiting for @LeafyLemur to answer before I can move on. Maybe just do an idependant action, or force your character into interaction with another person? I'm sorry lol, I'm not very helpful.))
Corvin looks to the window. That's when he notices the torn screen. ? "What is it you want?"
Evelyn opens her mouth but all that comes out where a few grunts.
(SHe's trying to find new food for the pack. Like something other than rabbit or a sorted birds)
Corvin notices her wild look. I don't think she's going to understand me. As he picks up his backpack he thinks, Duh, genius. He opens his backpack, finds his lunch bag, and pulls out the plastic container with it's medium serving of meatloaf. He pops the lid off and sets the container near the werewolf. He frowns when the action reminds him of feeding a dog. She's a person, remember that, Corvin.
Evelyn looks surprised and crouches down again, stepping forward gingerly
Corvin steps back, not wanting to startle the werewolf. He tries not to stare at the werewolf…girl, but, a few hours ago he didn't know anyone like him. And now I do but she can't talk. Joy.
Evelyn reaches toward the container and touches it with the tip of a finger. to moves slightly, startling her and she leaps backward, snarling
(XD)
Corvin smirks at the sudden timidity of the werewolf. He wants to ask her her name, how old she is, where she's from, when she was bitten, but all his words sit in the back of his throat; they'd fall on confused ears if he said them.
Evelyn grunts a few times and reaches for the container again this time dragging it toward herself.
"You certainly act like a wild animal." Corvin says quietly. "Where would you be from?" He sighs, rubbing at the back of his neck. I'm definitely not making it to school on time.
Evelyn was sniffing the container, cross-legged on the ground. She looks over at the werewolf then points toward the forest
Corvin looks in that direction. "Ah." Then he frowns. A pack? A werewolf pack? He shakes his head and slowly steps closer. "If you want me to follow I'll follow." Please get the gist.
Evelyn jumps away from him, dropping the container-now empty- but skirts around the werewolf toward the forest. She gallops forward into the brush
Corvin sighs and follows quickly after, his human eyes having a difficult time keeping track on her.
Evelyn pauses a few times, looking over her shoulder for him then darts forward again.
(So what exactly is the lay out of the forest?)
