into the woods

North Glenn 
#1
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 It was really all about killing time and blowing off some steam. Carmilla had been left to her own devices and the femme had decided that a little field trip was exactly what she needed. Things had been so strange with Rowan and she hadn't been quite sure on how to approach the situation, or him. Normally, she probably would've gone to the gym but being so close to the full moon - not even a week away - she was already feeling restless. Maybe even a little bit anxious. So she took it into the woods and into North Glenn.

 Carmilla remembered the hiking trails being quite pleasant, those few times she'd bothered to head up there for a run. Which she had today. After taking the car into North Glenn, she'd parked it close to the campgrounds before heading out. Her beast was restless and stirring from deep within, not entirely approving the situation they were in. Carmilla tried to soothe the beast as she went from doing a brisk walk to running, for the moment grateful that the trees were shielding her a bit from the sun. She was still not entirely sure on whether a Were could do with some sunscreen or not.

 Pushing herself harder, she listened to the sounds around her. Her feet against the ground, birds chirping away.. The wind in the trees. And the scents, the scents were all over the place. Nature. Before she had been turned, Carmilla hadn't bothered much with nature. Not really. Now, she appreciated it in an entirely different way and she knew that was the animal in her. It was the very same animal which had blessed her with her heightened senses, that made everything so much more intense in a way. It was the same senses that had her catch the sound of someone else running. Behind you. Watch out.

 Suddenly the feeling of being chased came over her, and whether it was in fact a chase or not - it didn't matter. To her, and her beast, it sure felt like it. The feeling came out of nowhere and Carmilla refused to look back, instead pushing her human form harder. Trying to will it to go faster, until she realised she couldn't. And on pure impulse, the femme came to a halt and spun around with a snarl, "what!". Her green eyes had turned into a burning amber, only to realise.. there was no one behind her.
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#2
There was certainly no one behind her on the trail, but that didn't mean she wasn't being followed, and it didn't mean she hadn't been watched, either.

The cat had gotten more and more bold recently. Demanding more of a human mind that had let it grown complacent otherwise. But without Felix in the house to keep him there, content and lazy, the large tiger had demanded more and more of the outdoors. They'd survived a closer encounter with a vampire, they had started seeing the world again--nothing could stop Hobbes from wanting more, and Wallace was officially less inclined to stop him.

It was a bit strange, sort of going back to square one in his life, but also feeling a lot stronger about it. Maybe the part of the human brain that was supposed to feel responsible for being a better and more well-rounded person had finally kicked in his mid-thirties.

Which was totally a great explanation for why there was a very large, very curious, violet-eyed cat slinking own a slope through the trees towards a woman whose heart was beating frantically and smelled, oddly, a lot like a cat that if nothing else wasn't like his own.
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#3
 Her senses were on high alert and the feline was swimming just beneath the surface. Peering out from behind the human eyes, the feline's eyed their surroundings suspiciously. There was something, or someone, out there - she could sense it. And as she slowly began to move again, light on her feet, she didn't continue down the path she'd first been headed down. Instead she took a few, careful steps towards where she had come from. Eyes peering into the woods, trying to see something.

 That was when she caught the scent. The wind brought it along, the scent of .. feline, and Milla could feel the push of her beast. The full moon wasn't far off as it was and the presence of something so familiar, yet so strange.. It was as if the mere scent was taunting the feline herself. For the moment, Milla did her best to keep the lid on took another step towards the trees. "I know you're out there." She called out, although slightly hesitant, but even then she wouldn't refrain from continuing forwards.
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She was moving. Towards him. He paused, a giant cat that could only be hidden for so long in the trees. He sank low on all four of his legs, reducing his profile in the visible sense, but he could hear her. Smell her. See the flitting of her movement among the trees, pushing away from what had seemed to be her intended path. She wasn't going to try and scold him like the dog with the bike, was she...?

He chuffed, a quick, soft, but unmistakable sound of a tiger calling as friendly as he could without making a racket or leaping from the trees outright. A sort of dulled version of marco polo.
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 Milla listened carefully, eyes searching for something. A movement, a set of eyes. Anything. Then the sound caught her attention and she couldn't pinpoint what exactly it was. The scent wasn't leopard, that was for sure, and the sound.. Milla didn't want to risk that the strange feline would possibly feel threatened, or give it a reason to pounce at her, which caused her to stop.

 Standing completely still, she soon went lower and got down on the ground on her knees, soon on all four. Her eyes an intense amber as the beast wanted to leap forward. Pushing the human, trying to tempt her to give in. Milla realised it was getting harder not to succumb to her beast, but for the moment she remained human. "Come here, kitty kitty." She called out, catching herself smiling, as she began crawling on all four. Suddenly slightly excited at the idea of another feline roaming the area.
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It had gone still again. He wasn't sure why. He sniffed the air, but nothing seemed amiss. His ears rounded forward and he chuffed again and--oh! A woman's voice broke the air, calling for him. He knew it was for him because he was the only kitty kitty here, and he was feeling very kitty. He exhaled roughly in the big cat version of a purr, and began to lean up to his feet again, just as he caught sight of her movement through the trees again.

So small, down on all her limbs like that!

He began to stalk toward her, in measured steps that weren't molasses slow, but weren't even what one would consider a trot. Slow, but very curious.
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 She caught the sight of him, her feline peering out at the tiger through amber eyes. A smile appearing on her lips, tilting her head slightly to the side in a very cat-like manner. Leaning back on her feet, she soon sat up on her knees and scratched the ground before her. The scratching sound accompanied by the human's own 'kss kss kss'-one, calling for the big cat.

 "Well, aren't you pretty." Milla stated softly, feeling her heartbeat increasing. The human part of her felt a slight fear of the idea of being faced with a large tiger, while the feline just wanted to come out and play. "You're not gonna eat me, right?" A nervous chuckle escaped her and she felt the push of her leopard, her eyes remaining a firm amber.

 Milla decided to hold a hand out for the feline, hoping that it would recognise her as one as well. And hopefully not try and kill her.. Especially not until she had managed to shift herself, in that case.
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This one was friendly and not trying to chase him away or steal his food or anything like that. This meant he liked her immediately more than he'd liked to the little dog who had harassed him. He rolled forward, closer and closer still to her and her open hand, and when he was within a couple of strides of her, he abruptly went belly-down on the forest floor.

Hard to miss a fellow were. Feline--not a jaguar, though, which the tiger felt some warble of strange disappointment for. He missed having a friend.

Then, instead of pushing his head into her hand for pets or other familiar things, he took his giant hooked paw and slapped it forward and down into her extended hand, as if this were some game the rules weren't clear for yet.
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 Milla couldn’t help the smile on her lips, pleased to see the way he moved closer. She didn’t feel threatened and he didn’t seem to be out to hurt her either, which was pleasing in its own way. Milla chuckled as he slapped down his paw in her hand, soon lowering herself further down to the ground. Feline eyes meeting feline.

 She felt the hair on her neck rise, sending a shiver down her spine as she felt the metaphysical presence of her own feline. Sensing the friendly tiger before them, wanting to explore it further. Play. She was being pushy, growing more eager, and maybe that was when Milla decided to give in.

 It didn’t take much, but she had to be quick. Moving fast to get up on her feet, Milla stepped aside and stripped. To be fair, she barely got out of her clothes before the shift was upon her. The pain brought her down to her knees and like so many times before, she bit down hard to hold back a scream. A moment later, the human was gone and the leopard had taken the lead.

 Throwing herself on the ground, she rolled around playfully before crawling closer. Like if getting ready to pounce.
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#10
Ah-HAH.

He knew what she was doing as she started to remove clothing. He knew exactly what her intentions were, and he let himself go lax on the forest floor, a lounging cat as he watched with half-closed eyes as she began to do that thing they all did--change.

What was interesting to him, though, was the fact that she became a rather... small cat! Compared to his own gargantuan size, she was practically a kitten, and as he waited patiently for the minutes of shifting to pass, his mind flickered between thinking of her as potential prey and a potential friend.

By time she was up and crawling towards him, he had settled on... friend!

He chuffed at her, putting his chin to the ground and waiting to see what she would do.
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 It wasn't often that the feline in her got the chance to be playful and engage with other felines in the same manner. This, this was for her out of the ordinary but very much welcomed. And the pain was gone before she knew it and she was rolling around on the ground, her eyes set on the male tiger. Lifting a paw, she boop'd his nose and let out a purr.

 Curiously, she rolled over onto her paws and moved low, and slow, around him. Ears flickering lightly, listening to the sounds around them. Another sound escaped her and she suddenly moved fast, jumping up onto a large rock and turning around to face him. Calling for him again, only to this time shift on her feet and preparing to pounce. A playful glimmer in her eyes.
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#12
He snorted at the boop but remained quiet still other than opening his jaws just enough to playfully show her his teeth. Then she was on the move and he shifted only his head to watch her, his own sense of the situation much like playing with a kitten. Very different from the other, larger felines he had had chance to play with at other occasion.

And when she called to him from atop the rock, he chuffed at her once, rolling onto his side to partially expose his belly to her inevitable pounce.
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