the other side of this mean twilight

[fidior]

Who: Edward Little / Konstantin Veshnyakov / YOU!
What: catchall for shenanigans — let's plot something or hit me with a wildcard, I'm easy!
When: August for now, possibly September
Where: various places: potentially Milton, Lakeside, Silverpoint

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[shewhograspsthesky]

Nova is quick to return the growl, but Alicia looks wholly unimpressed and clearly isn't thinking of this as a real threat. "You can eat what you have, or you can always leave." She gestures between the food bowl and the door, as if to make her point clearer.

She kneels close again, although this time to tug Nova back. It's a protective gesture to put herself between the two of them. She doesn't need them getting into a fight over food. "But if you stay.. you can still have breakfast." She'll dare to look him in the eye this time. Even if he doesn't really grasp her words, surely her demeanor is enough.

[fidior]

The growl from the other animal agitates him more, and the thick fur at the back of the wolf's neck begins to prickle. Fortunately, the girl averts his focus away from Nova, but now Edward's growing aggression is fixed on her. The tone to her voice, her body language — firm and unrelenting, clearly not about to back down and give him what he wants — makes that growl sharpen as the wolf lifts his head to stare at her.

His own bright, sharp eyes lock on to Alicia's, challenging. Maybe he attacks her, then. Maybe he eats her. Maybe that'd be enough to satisfy the hunger.

....But then Edward, or as much of him that's left, comes through again with a wave of sheer horror by the thought. Never before has he ever thought about hurting or eating someone when he's a wolf. He would never... he'd never do that. He wouldn't. (Would he?)

Suddenly, the beast loses his sharpening edges. He gives a keening whine, and moves back, ears and tail lowered. He needs to leave. He was supposed to be... checking on the girl, wasn't he? That's why he came here. To make sure she was all right. But he can't be trusted. He's not safe. He hurt Kate Marsh, and now he'll hurt Alicia.

Edward turns towards the door and whines again, pawing at it, wanting to be let out.

[shewhograspsthesky]

Her head tilts when he goes to the door. Did she scare him? Her best conclusion is simply that he's a strange one, but then, that seems quite obvious. What wolf here or even dog would come and go from a home just for one bowl of food? The wolves are feral, the dogs are seemingly well cared for. So where does this one fit?

She doesn't deny him. "All right, all right," she says as she opens the door again for him to leave. "You can come back in the morning. If you want to. I won't mind." It's more cheerful than her earlier tones. He probably has no idea what she's saying but even if he doesn't return, maybe he'll still be able to find food from someone else. He'll be okay, right?

[fidior]

As soon as the door opens, the wolf takes a breath of fresh, crisp outdoors air. It helps calm some of his anxiety of being trapped inside with the girl and her pet — not because he's afraid of her, but because he's afraid of harming her.

His remaining human side pushes forwards with an insistence he needs to distance himself from her, and he's hurrying out before Alicia's cheerful tone gives him pause. Unable to help himself, the wolf perks his ears, head turning back to look at her. His tail gives a slight jump, almost a wag; an animal happiness surges to the fact that her voice has shifted, that he hasn't made the human mad.

Then he remembers himself and moves on, running off down the road. Time to head home...