006 [Action]

[accidentalfugitive]

 [Isaac has been crouched low for a few hours now on the top of a shop veranda and for some reason he's just sat there.... waiting........

                     ......waiting......                                                                                                  ......waiting......


                                                                             ......waiting......

                                                                                                                                                                                        ......waiting......






                       ......waiting......                                                                                          ......waiting......
                                                                                                                                                                            ......waiting......


Before he spots you walking underneath and, leaping down in front of you...]

GRAAAWR!!!

[Made you jump]

Comments

[anatural]

[Naga does indeed jump.

And then snarls, baring every single fang in her mouth. Make a wrong move, and she will attack.

You don't prank wild animals, dude.]

[accidentalfugitive]

[ajfasd;klj it wasn't his fault blame the curse!

Isaac's claws slide into place but he keeps the rest of his shift under control]

Woah, nice... huge animal...

[anatural]

[Naga doesn't sheath her fangs. The city makes her tense in general, and the fact that he smells wrong does not reassure her. Be careful, sir. Be very careful.]

[accidentalfugitive]

Okaaaaay [Isaac's not moving but he lets his claws slip into place, because he really doesn't want to be human if she jumps at him]

I'm not a threat, not even a little one.

[anatural]

[Naga sniffs him cautiously. He still smells wrong, but it's a wrong similar to her friend in the forest. Related? Not related? She breathes deeply, analyzing the scent.]

[accidentalfugitive]

[He would smell like Derek, they're pack, and he spends most of his time with him]

That's it, I don't smell like a threat, I'm just Derek's beta, that's not a threat.

[anatural]

[She eventually pieces this together, and then hesitantly nudges his shoulder with her nose as a gesture of peace.]

[accidentalfugitive]

[Letting out a sigh of relief he holds out a hand for her to inspect. ]

[anatural]

[More sniffing.

And then, upon deciding that he is a friend, she licks his face.]

[accidentalfugitive]

[He laughs, scratching behind her ears] Good girl!

[anatural]

[She wags her tail and leans into his hand. Right there, please!]