Make a TF Foundation: A new Werewolf

[Shy Shay]

[Will do.]

Yes, she might be topless... but the more important question was why she was wearing pants. They constrained her powerful legs, kept her from showing the males what she is capable of.

She might question these strange thoughts, and in the forest it is easier, but she is full of new instincts... to mate... to hunt... to attack... to control... to find a herd...

[Whatevr89532]

As her breathing slowly eases, Terra shakes her head at the myriad of feelings, starting to sort things out, quietly talking to herself. "Okay...I'm still sane...animal instincts aside.." Her voice sounded very...feminine. A blush would cover her face were it not a furred muzzle right now, as she noticed some desire for...male company. "Yes..I'm a girl now. Why the h*** am I a girl? Not in any legend or superstition I've ever heard.." She takes a deep breath in an effort to be calm again, which only brings attention to the weight on her chest.

The confusing, haphazard plan from earlier has sort of petered out, and the mass of instinct is more than willing to fill in the holes. She needs to find a pack...why? Terra insistently pauses to find logical reasons to do so. Other werewolves. They will...if they're friendly and not complete monsters, which is apparently possible, they'll know how to handle this. They could help! In exchange, she could...well, whatever it is people in a pack do? That part will have to come later.

[Shy Shay]

Yes, a pack would help her.
Help her hunt.
Help her live.
Help her... mate.

[Maiden Miki]

A small man around the same age of 26 with fear on his face. His large rimmed glasses takes up half of his face as his messy suit was still on him. He had came from next door and was alarm by the sounds he was hearing from his neighbor.

"I wonder what is going on. I mean pets are not allow here in this neighborhood," said Marco as he slowly knocks on the door.

[Whatevr89532]

Terra pauses a moment, mentally waving thoughts of...mating...off for the moment. Okay...so I need to find a pack...where do I even start looking?

((Suggested response to Miki, but it's up to Shay whether to use this or not))
There is nobody home...the lights are all off, and the door is locked. Whoever lives here either left recently or hasn't come in. There are some traces of fur nearby, though--perhaps a stray dog happened to be here at some point?

[Maiden Miki]

Terra pauses a moment, mentally waving thoughts of...mating...off for the moment. Okay...so I need to find a pack...where do I even start looking?

((Suggested response to Miki, but it's up to Shay whether to use this or not))
There is nobody home...the lights are all off, and the door is locked. Whoever lives here either left recently or hasn't come in. There are some traces of fur nearby, though--perhaps a stray dog happened to be here at some point?

(I was hoping my character was close enough to be heard or something to be attacked. Still okay)

Marco notice the fur on the ground and then said, "This isn't good. This man seems to be housing a dog. Explains why the lights are off."

[Shy Shay]

Terra pauses a moment, mentally waving thoughts of...mating...off for the moment. Okay...so I need to find a pack...where do I even start looking?

Where... there is a howl of in the distance. A bit closer to her house then she is. It stirs the instincual desire to run, to be free, to have a pack. There! Her pack is over there!"

(I was hoping my character was close enough to be heard or something to be attacked. Still okay)

Marco notice the fur on the ground and then said, "This isn't good. This man seems to be housing a dog. Explains why the lights are off."

Marco hears a howling in the distance... one that makes his blood curdle. He has heard of recent wolf attacks... maybe he is in danger!

[Hehe. Is that good enough? And also, what do you want out of this? It is primarily whatever's, so don't expect a starring role, but I'm sure I could do something. You wanted to find her after she transformed, right? What else?]

[Whatevr89532]

Terra starts going in the general direction of the howl; she walks, deciding not to completely wear herself out...though on all fours, as it seems more natural for some reason, and a bit briskly. She gets the general idea that it's a bit closer to the city...maybe...but her sense of direction has never been too amazingly good, so exact locations when not on a known street or holding some kind of map or directions are a bit of a mystery.

((To be completely clear, my original idea for other players being other werewolves would mean, pre-existing ones. People who were either born werewolves or bitten a few months or years ago. That said, it's not a huge problem if there's one other character of some sort, like a guy who gets bitten for some reason and remains male while becoming a werewolf, and might even be an interesting bit of complexity.))

[Shy Shay]

Soon, the new werewolf comes across her own kind. Happiness wells up inside of at the sight of her own kind, prowling around each other, sharing a pile of meat in the center.

Tasty, tasty meat.

[Whatevr89532]

While still behind a tree or two, and thus generally out of sight, Terra pauses. She wonders just what the proper etiquette would be...walking up and saying hello? Barking at them?
Still being unused to her newly-enhanced senses, she doesn't realize she's upwind of them.

[Shy Shay]

The werewolfs smell her scent and a few of them turn and leap at her. Somehow, inside of her, she knows that she should leap at them in turn to show her strength and power.

[Whatevr89532]

She jumps out from behind the trees...and lands within a few inches of one of the werewolves that had been jumping in her direction. Well, this is awkward.

[Shy Shay]

The werewolf -- a male by his scent -- tackles her. Some of the others look on, expecting her to prover her meat in battle.

[Whatevr89532]

Terra manages to see the attack coming, and promptly rolls to the side to avoid it, before quickly standing upright--partially to have an easier time turning to see where he is now and what he's about to do, and partially for the somewhat better grounding and balance...in case he decides to tackle again.

[Shy Shay]

He does, leaping after her, like... well, like an animal. He doesn't even seem tired! If she was going to win, she was going to have to fight back.