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writetomyheart2013-03-25 10:15 pm
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this is a little spin off based off of something one of our fellow shiritori players is writing. it's a big work in progress and all hush hush so i'm not going to give any info on it or say who it is. just know you're all going to love it :3
True to his word Senga doesn’t even flinch when he sees the secret Nikaido has to show him. He stares at her for a long moment, eyes wide and blinking rapidly as before him sits a dark brown wolf with deep set green eyes.
His mouth opens and closes a few times, shock clear on his face. The medium sized wolf walks over to him and rubs itself against his leg, almost like a cat, giving a low whine. It startles him for a moment, bringing him back to what is actually happening and he swallows hard.
“A wolf,” Senga says softly.
Nikaido stops rubbing her nose into the palm of his hand asking for his attention and looks up at him letting out another whine.
He slowly sits down on the floor before her, bringing their faces level. “Werewolf?”
This time she barks, rather loudly making Senga jump at the noise. Nikaido goes back to nuzzling her face against him, nose pressed into his cheek. Her fur is rich brown with streaks of black running through it, and odd color but beautiful all the same. He presses his nose into the fur of her neck, pulling her closer and wrapping his arms around her. Nikaido is still solid in either form, soft but still strong and it pushes away that tiny thread of fear that was building in Senga’s stomach when she first changed in front of him.
“You’re beautiful,” he mumbles into the soft fur. Even like this she still smell the same. He’s beginning to think that it’s just Nikaido’s scent. She smells like the woods; like trees, and grass and just all around everything nature. He had always wondered just way it was Nikaido smelled like that, it still doesn’t make sense to him that much but he loves the scent that’s married to her fur even more. A smell that is all Nikaido and Nikaido alone.
Senga pulls away to look at the wolf in his arms, running his hands through the thick fur that’s soft against his palms and scratching her behind the ears. She lets out a low grumbling sound that Senga is pretty sure approval if the way she curls up in his lap like a dog.
“You look like a lap dog,” he says with a grin, still running his hand through the fur.
One of Nikaido’s eyes open, the deep green even darker as she stops making pleased noises, almost as if a warning.
Senga laughs at that but apologizes all the same. “You’re a very frightening wolf. Please don’t eat me.”
She lets out a puff of hair, something similar to a scoff that has Senga laughing again.
Some guys have girlfriends who are cheerleaders, Senga’s is a werewolf.
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True to his word Senga doesn’t even flinch when he sees the secret Nikaido has to show him. He stares at her for a long moment, eyes wide and blinking rapidly as before him sits a dark brown wolf with deep set green eyes.
His mouth opens and closes a few times, shock clear on his face. The medium sized wolf walks over to him and rubs itself against his leg, almost like a cat, giving a low whine. It startles him for a moment, bringing him back to what is actually happening and he swallows hard.
“A wolf,” Senga says softly.
Nikaido stops rubbing her nose into the palm of his hand asking for his attention and looks up at him letting out another whine.
He slowly sits down on the floor before her, bringing their faces level. “Werewolf?”
This time she barks, rather loudly making Senga jump at the noise. Nikaido goes back to nuzzling her face against him, nose pressed into his cheek. Her fur is rich brown with streaks of black running through it, and odd color but beautiful all the same. He presses his nose into the fur of her neck, pulling her closer and wrapping his arms around her. Nikaido is still solid in either form, soft but still strong and it pushes away that tiny thread of fear that was building in Senga’s stomach when she first changed in front of him.
“You’re beautiful,” he mumbles into the soft fur. Even like this she still smell the same. He’s beginning to think that it’s just Nikaido’s scent. She smells like the woods; like trees, and grass and just all around everything nature. He had always wondered just way it was Nikaido smelled like that, it still doesn’t make sense to him that much but he loves the scent that’s married to her fur even more. A smell that is all Nikaido and Nikaido alone.
Senga pulls away to look at the wolf in his arms, running his hands through the thick fur that’s soft against his palms and scratching her behind the ears. She lets out a low grumbling sound that Senga is pretty sure approval if the way she curls up in his lap like a dog.
“You look like a lap dog,” he says with a grin, still running his hand through the fur.
One of Nikaido’s eyes open, the deep green even darker as she stops making pleased noises, almost as if a warning.
Senga laughs at that but apologizes all the same. “You’re a very frightening wolf. Please don’t eat me.”
She lets out a puff of hair, something similar to a scoff that has Senga laughing again.
Some guys have girlfriends who are cheerleaders, Senga’s is a werewolf.
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ltgmars~
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