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Conallan sighed and sat down on the footpath, the young orphan had nowhere to go nothing to do and the two large wolves he had just seen added to his fear. 'Maybe I should've followed one of them.' He thought to himself. But he had chosen not to follow one and so just sat on the footpath, not having any ideas of where he could go or what he could do. He silently wondered just what were those larger-than-normal wolves? Surely they weren't normal..

(Occ: Lol, what happed to this? Keep posting, guys!)

OOc: sorry I havent posted in a while! I had a lot of stuff come up all at one time so Ive been super busy! Im back though, so I guess I'll post next...lol

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BIC:

Kirrin, still in her wolf form, walked slowly around the the apartment buildings, careful that she was not seen. She had learned this route well during the time she had lived with her cousin. She finally came around to where her apartment was. She padded up the stairs and scratched at the door.

As she sat and waited for one of the other weres to open the door, she thought about what had just happened. She stood there and talked to a male wolf, but there was somthing strange about it...some other smell. Was it the blood? No. The blood smelled of wolves... The other sent must have been human. But there was somthing odd about this humans sent...what was it?

(How am I going to get Conallan to touch werewolf blood? Someone's character will need to interact with mine, and I'd prefer the character already be wounded since I don't like the idea of Conallan attacking a wolf unless its self defense)

OOc: wasnt there a bunch of dead werewolves down by where Kakashi and Kirrin met?

OOC: Yes there was.

(Oh I remember now, the dead wolves in the dumpster.)


Conallan sat there, as still as a rock and as quiet as a mouse. His thoughts had wandered back to his family, his mother and father and his two sibblings...Somehow he just didn't know how he was going to get over all this. He was alone and constantly having to fight for his survival in such a place. Suddenly his stomach rumbled, taking him out of his thoughts and back to reality once again. 'I need to find some food.' He thought to himself and stood. The young teen wandered from alley to alley, checking to see if there was anything worth eating. As he came to the final alleyway in his path he opened the lid of the dumpster and felt around for food or at least something edible. It was dark and he could barely see what he was rumaging through. 'Ugh, smells like a dead rat.' He thought to himself. Suddenly his hand stopped upon something furry and damp, and it had a very faint warmth as though it were killed not too long ago. Conallan recoiled and pulled his hand out of the dumpster, he could see a wet substance staining his fingers when the light hit his hand. 'What on earth is it?' He thought and gingerly gave his hand a quick lick. It tasted tangy and slightly metalic, and it took but a few moments to realise what it was. "ARGH!" He cried out with surprise and stumbled out of the alleyway and back onto the streets.

He sat down upon the footpath and wiped his hand on his jacket, and soon he began to feel slightly sick. 'No surprise there, I just stuck my hand into a dumpster and licked blood off my hand!' He told himself, but it didn't feel like the normal kind of sickness he usually felt. Conallan's head pounded and he closed his eyes tightly as he clenched his teeth. 'This pain! Argh, why won't it stop!?' He thought, clutching his head in his hands. Shortly after the headache his body felt as though a wildfire was spreading through it, burning him on the inside slowly and taunting his attempts to ignore the pain. Conallan stood and ran, he ran until he reached the park and there he hid in the cover of the bushes. He could feel something was terribly wrong with him, and he didn't know how to react...But pure instinct had told him to hide, he felt as though he could not trust another human being or put up with their disapproving gaze as he went through all this. 'The question is, what am I going through and why am I behaving like this?!'

Shortly afterwards the pain subsided and darkness completely engulfed Conallan as he fell into unconsciousness. But the time he unconscious was rather short and when he awakened he found his senses sharply increased. The pain was no longer there, and he was relieved to find he no longer felt sick. But when he stood he fell back down again, it was as if he'd forgotten how to walk on his own two legs. Conallan tried once again to stand, and soon found why he was having trouble. He now had four legs instead of two. "Ahhhhhh!!!!" He cried out with fear and surprise, though to normal human ears it would simply sound like howling. He looked at his reflection in a near-by puddle and instead of his own face he found himself staring at the face of a large wolf. "Oh great, how did this happen?" He growled to himself. "Ok, ok...There's obviously a reasonable explaination for all this...Conallan, you are dreaming." He told himself. But somehow this felt too real to be a dream.

Kakashi was laying down near Conallan and said "Can you keep it down buddy? I am trying to sleep. You are a half were. Nothing to worry about. So calm down and go lay down somewhere near here. I'll protect you and teach you how to survive. What is your name?"

Conallan jumped and gasped when he heard another voice. Laying there a few feet away from him was another large wolf. "A half were?" He mumbled to himself. "I'm...A werewolf now?" Conallan sat down, looking both frightened and surprised by this. "My name is Conallan, it means 'little one who is as strong as a wolf'." He replied and lay down where he sat. It would be nice to finally have someone he could be around, someone who would protect him and teach him the ways of the werewolf.

Kakashi smiled and said "My name is Kakashi. I am sorry that you walked into wolf blood. I tried to hide the bodies. That was the old pack that was harassing me and they finally came after me tonight to kill me. You scene the aftermath of that attempt. I think I'll stick around for a while. If you need my help then just howl. Would you like me to teach you some things right now?"

"It'd be great to learn a few things right now," replied Conallan "like...How do I fight in this form, how do I change back into a human again...And just how am I supposed walk properly?" He looked down at his four legs, frustration burning within him. Though through the frustration he found the situation quite humorous. 'It's like being a baby and learning how to walk all over again.' He thought and rolled his eyes.

(Occ: Ahh, so sorry I haven't been posting! Internet problems. I'll post my BIC in a sec, just reading over what the recent posts were.

And thanks keeping the rp alive!)

Ayele paced around the room curiosly. She smelled something coming from the coner of the room. It was a vulgar smell, and when she traced it she found a small basket full of some weird kind of dirt. "Well that's not edibale anyway" she said as she but the basket down.

OOc: I have writers block..sorry
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Kirrin scratched at the door again, starting to get impatient. She could her them in the apartment...she could smell them too.

Occ: No problem, once you don't completely abandon the rp