loccent | run with wolves

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run with wolves | open post.

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Asil, The Moor
A very, very old wolf and a member of the Marrok's pack.

Jang Eun
Previously of Carmel Valley, sent to Aspen Creek by her former Alpha.

Jesse Hauptman
Daughter of the Alpha of the Columbia Basin Pack

Joshua Brennan
Burden-bound. A Sin-Eater paired with the ghost of a long-dead soldier.

PREMISE

All the stories are true. Years ago, the Fae came out because technology was making it harder and harder for them to hide, and it's been a couple of years since the werewolves did the same. The world is changing day by day. Humans and the paranormal live side by side, but it's not easy nor is it simple. While the Marrok has taken great lengths and care to preserve the werewolves' PR front, everyone - wolf, fae, vampire and other - know that it's only a matter of time before the humans start thinking that perhaps the other stories meant to warn of the dark are true.

This is an open post set in the universe of Patricia Briggs' Mercy Thompson series. The books are amazing and you should definitely check them out. More information via this Wiki link. The rules are simple: Drop a prompt, leave a tag, and let's play!

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Very well, my love.

[ Chuckling as he gently sets aside any further comments in favor of settling back into enjoyment. Entertainment for entertainment's sake and all.

He even manages to keep his thoughts to himself until Shaw translates for Morgan: You're a very beautiful woman. I'd like to wash your feet. ]

I have to hand it to the boy. That is a line worth using.

[She does so love the tension between Morgan and Shaw. Neither of them are who they say they are, each of them playing a different game. You can see the wheels turning in Shaw's mind as she spits out a harsh "Say something Latinish" and rather than be put off by it, the man is all the more intrigued.

He does not fear a strong woman in the least.

Asil's comment does earn him another look however, and while Morgan tells Shaw to wash his mouth, Eun takes another approach.]

Is that one you would use with me?

[ Sliding an intrigued look in her direction now. ]

Would it work?

[Eun lifts a brow at him, not at all shy about this.]

If you said it like you meant it. You'd get bonus points for saying it in Latin. Or another language.

[She has no issue telling him that she'd get weak in the knees for a well-delivered line. Words are powerful, and when they're offered in a way that is suave and smooth, incredibly dirty, or in another language...Eun's probably more susceptible to it than most women already are.]

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Well, I might be persuaded to do just that. [ He leans in, close enough to kiss, but instead choosing to touch the tip of his nose to hers. ]

English is a language I learn and practice out of necessity. But if it pleases you, I am happy to make small declarations in the languages that are closer to my heart.

[Eun has never paused a movie as often as she does this afternoon. Her hand fumbles for the remote control as her gaze continues to rest on his face, especially as he leans in closer. Normally she doesn't talk during movies. She doesn't pause them for anything less than bathroom necessities or legitimate interruptions. But Asil just has to flirt with her a little and she's hitting that pause button quick as can be.]

It would make me very happy, especially if you don't mind also translating later as necessary. [She shifts slightly, tip of her nose brushing his, a smile on her face even as her gaze drops down to his mouth and up again.] I'd be pleased enough to persuade you that the effort is worth it.

[ The temptation to kiss her is too great - so he does not bother fighting against it. ]

I could also teach you whatever language strikes your fancy. [ The kiss he initiates is chaste, but playful, with a hint of teeth on her bottom lip. ] But I am keeping you from our movie.

[ Not that it is any hardship. ]

[She returns the kiss, as chastely and playfully as he offers it. Or at least, mostly. Her lips capture his lower lip and she sucks gently for just a moment, unable to help herself any better than he could.]

The movie can wait a minute. You are right here. [She kisses him again, this time with a little more feeling, a little more heat.] You're going to teach me how to better use a knife and how to wield a sword. You explain things about werewolves to me. Let me see if I can teach myself more Spanish again so that you are not my teacher in all things.

That, [ he leans a little more into the kiss, content to accept whatever she offers ] would be lovely.

[ The arm he had draped about her shoulders curls around her more, an invitation to settle into his embrace and better up against him. ]

As lovely as you introducing me to new things that I might otherwise be too stubborn to start on my own.

[ She really is his heart. For her, he would gladly pick up new tricks. ]

[She takes the invitation he offers without a word, turning into his embrace with no regard for the movie screen that is now behind her as she faces him. there is no small amount of affection in her gaze as she reaches up to brush her fingertips across his brow and down the side of his face.]

I am more than happy to make it my mission to continue to do that. Maybe we can find a few things that are new to both of us to enjoy together as well.

[Something for them to bond over together. Something that they can both go into having not experienced it before. Her hand slides up to his chest as she brushes another kiss across his lips. It's very possible that she's going to continue to have a hard time figuring out what their pace is going to be, but there is no doubt in her mind that he is worth all of the stumbling and embarrassment it will take her to get there.]

I would very much like that.

[ He lets himself sink into the kiss, thinking idly that Eun has, no doubt, plenty to teach him. Holding her like this is fast becoming instinctive. While they are still finding their footing together, he is content to see where this dance of theirs takes them. ]

[Eun indulges herself. There's a movie to get back to but it is difficult to draw herself away from him. He is beautiful, and after a night together she understands just how to kiss him, and how to run her hands over his chest. She does not push anything too far, but she allows herself to enjoy kissing him a while longer before pulling back. She sets the movie to resume playing, and aside from occasional glances over to his face to see if he's enjoying the same parts she does, remains quiet and content to watch to the end.

The end is, of course, extremely satisfying to Eun. She appreciates the lead characters, both proving to be very clever in their own ways, and the sentiment that there are more adventures on the horizon for Morgan, Shaw, and the crew. Eun pushes upright on the couch at the movie's end, and stretches her arms above her head to work some stiffness out of her muscles. Looking back over to Asil, she offers him a smile.]

Campy but enjoyable, yes? Or at least tolerable?

I think we can go with very enjoyable.

[ Admittedly, he'd found himself more engrossed in the film than he'd expected himself to be. But the leads were both charming and the premise relatavle enough. ]

You should invite Kara to watch. Morgan is an excellent role model.

[ Not that he would endorse that she put herself recklessly in harm's way - but sometimes it could not be helped, and if anything, keeping one's head in high stakes situations would be an excellent takeaway. ]

[While Eun looks quite happy that he's deemed her movie very enjoyable, the fact that he adds that she should show it to Kara pleases her all the more. Without a movie to hold her attention she shifts, twisting on the couch until she's able to lean against him face to face. Her forearms rest against his chest, fingers idly playing wtih the fabric of his shirt.]

She definitely has some admirable qualities, and the ones that are not so admirable aren't exactly an issue for werewolves. No worrying about Kara getting so drunk she cannot function. [She pauses for breath, before adding with an edge of hesitance.] I admit, as the movie started I wondered if it might seem a bit...silly to you. It's not exactly an example of high quality writing even if the production was excellent.

[ He reaches up to tuck her hair behind her ear. ]

Why would you think that I would find it silly?

[ He can hazard a guess, but clarifications and honesty are better than assumptions made in haste on his part. ]

[She leans into the touch, head turning to catch his fingertips with a brief touch of her lips. When she looks back, however, her eyebrow is lifted ever so slightly.]

When we were talking, your tastes seemed sort of elevated compared to mine. [More highbrow.] I thought if you didn't mind watching Teen Wolf with Kara, Cutthroat Island it might not be an issue, but I wondered a little all the same.

I rarely watch films to pass the time, but I do not object to it when it is something that the people I care about enjoy.

[ A gentle smile now, before he tracks a finger from her forehead down to the tip of her nose. ]

I honestly did enjoy the movie. Thank you for sharing it with me.

[The explanation he offers seems reasonable. There is no lie in his words, tone, or scent. It is impossible to doubt in the face of such signals. Leaning forward, she presses another kiss to his mouth.]

I'll try to think of another I think we could enjoy together then. And I do think some sort of low-key movie night with the pack could be fun. Especially the popcorn-throwing kind of viewing...

[She pauses a beat, a look of contemplation crossing her face.]

Most of the wolves here are very old, aren't they? I know there are a few closer to my age but it's safe to say most are at least a couple hundred years old or more, right?

Yes. [ He answers softly, quietly studying her expression as he does. ] Not counting the young ones that you know personally and the ones you encountered at the Hunt, Charles is one of the youngest among the Aspen Creek wolves.

[ He respected his liege's hatchet man. But it didn't matter that Charles was pushing two hundred years, the younger of Bran's sons would always be a pup to him. ]

[There is something on her mind, and once more Eun falls quiet, occupying her hands by stroking Asil's shoulders and chest as she finds her words again.]

Aside for a handful of Mason's wolves, none of the members of his pack have exceeded a normal human lifespan. Being here, interacting with not just you but the other older wolves of Bran's pack, it's made me wonder a little more about how the view of age and maturity might shift with longer lifespans. As someone who is still in her twenties, I can't even begin to theorize what the perspective of someone who is not just decades older, but centuries, would be. Especially taking into account that our bodies do not age, and yet on the other side we can also accumulate so much more experience and knowledge...

[She trails off, brows furrowing briefly with thought as she grapples with the complicated concept she's trying to discuss. Her own subjective view point, formed from her own experiences and impressions, makes it impossible to put herself in the shoes of someone whose views she cannot even begin to fathom. There is too much that would affect their own perspective, which she is trying to understand.]

I'm not used to worrying about what other people think because I've lived my life among peers who were all around the same stage of life as I am. But moving here would change that drastically and I don't want to be seen as silly or immature for wanting to put together something like a bad movie night, or occasionally building an elaborate blanket fort in the living room, or anything else like that. I feel like my relative youth and the fact that I have a world of experiences ahead of me could be a strength here, but I can't help but wonder if those very same things could put others off, or lead to them not taking me seriously.

[Eun pauses again, and while she had intended to stop there and let Asil respond to her on that count first, she cannot hold in other thoughts she had. The ones that are relevant to them and them alone.]

Not only that, but I told you weeks ago that your age does not bother me, and that is still true. But after this morning, even parts of last night just after the hunt...I can't help but feel embarrassed by some of my reactions, especially the ones that seemed especially over-dramatic. I would hate it if my inexperience was in any way became a burden to you. You've loved. You've had a mate, and children. I don't doubt your patience, or the fact that you care for me, or your willingness to share the wealth of your own experience with me on many subjects...but in this I can't help but wonder if the possible issue was never if you're too old for me, but if I am in fact too young for you.

[ Her touch calms his beast, so he lets the feel of her fingers lull him into that same, precise calm.

This is not a wholly unusual conversation - the worry, the concern of what a pack might think. Hussan had expressed similar concerns once. That conversation had been abrupt and tension-filled. His son had been a young second. And while the pup's dominance had never been called into question, inheriting the pack in Spain was something that Asil may have prepared him better for.

But that is not now and here. And though Asil had not expected that he would be involved in the circumstances that he and Eun are in now, he finds himself lingering on the memory for some semblance of guidance.

And so, he allows himself the simple gesture of smoothing a hand down her arm and keeps his peace as she continues to finish articulating what has been clearly weighing on her mind. ]

Let me start by saying that youth has it's own advantages, mi amor.

And that there is no reason for you to worry about what the other wolves may think. I say it with much fondness that the old ones in the pack - present company included - are not without our own quirks.

I have my roses and my predisposition for hermiting. Tag occupies himself with watching sports and chasing experiences that approximate youth: finding new music to enjoy, for instance.

We have had long years to accumulate victories, yes. But virtual immortality does not exempt us from mistakes and missteps that we would rather forget.

[ He pauses then, to reach up and cup her cheek tenderly. ] Do you know why Kara is treasured so?

[ It is a brief diversion from the rest that he wishes to say. But he wants to give Eun the opportunity to speculate and perhaps arrive at a conclusion herself. It is important that she understand, after all, that while she is young, her opinions hold as much weight as anyone else's. ]

[It was Eun's thought as well that her youth has advantages and strengths, but that doesn't mean that she expects everyone to see it that way. There are disadvantages to her youth as well, but on that subject she only spoke of what lies between them.

Having said her piece, she listens to Asil's response without interrupting, but she cannot help but feel like his examples are all different. That his roses are beautiful, actual masterpieces, and sports and music are also socially acceptable activities no matter what age you are. It isn't about victories, not to her...and perhaps Asil has made his own missteps between them, but for some reason hers feel...burdensome. An indication of something that could be an issue in the long term rather than a one-time miscommunication.

Her head tilts into the touch of his hand, eyes closing as she enjoys the warm and feel. The growing familiarity of it.]

Kara is treasured because she's a delight. Because she's Kara.

[To herself, she also thinks that Kara is still a child in the pack, and not subject to the same expectations or judgments that Eun might be.

It does not occur to her that the things that would matter to people she knows back home may not matter to the pack here.]

Kara is treasured because she is a child, and fortunate to not be burdened by decisions that might haunt her. She reminds us to live in the moment, the ways wolves do. Because age impacts our human sides more since that is the side of us that is occupied with decisions that affect us in the long run.

[ He allows himself a pause. He does not want to muddle things between them. ]

No one will judge you for organizing movie nights. Or if you wish to set up a pillow fort.

Social gatherings in Aspen Creek are largely skewed towards meetings - an obligation that is almost ritual. Because often, it is Bran who will ask that we attend and none of the wolves will risk insulting our alpha by declining unless we are feeling especially poorly.

[ He breathes. ] Post-hunt socials were Anna's idea, in light of a failed music festival that Bran was disinclined to continue once the weight of our collective tragedy settled.

But. I believe that anything you wish to arrange would be a welcome respite. We have all, in varying degrees, chosen isolation by coming here. I could not, for instance, organize something for the wolves to enjoy and gather in.

For one, I am lazy. And pulling together something like that is taxing for me. [ An apologetic look now. ] For another, I risk a few of the old ones bristling at the invite. I have few friends here.

But you are a young wolf given our protection. You are viewed a treasure as surely as Kara or Peggy or Anna. You are allowed more leeway in such matters.

[His explanation makes sense, and at least for the first portion of her question she is satisfied. It is the answer she had hoped for, that the other wolves of the pack would not judge her for the things she chooses to do or organize but perhaps allow themselves to enjoy what she brings to the table.

That Asil considers organizing something himself to be too taxing is an interesting thing to note, but again, his reasoning seems sound enough. After years of being the alpha of a pack, and no doubt organizing countless meetings of his own and seeing to the welfare of many, he's earned the right to never have to manage those logistics again.]

I had hoped that would be the attitude here. Humans can be very judgmental sometimes. There is always friction between young and old for one reason or another, but with this being such a small community...I hoped it would not be the case here.

[Her eyes search his now, however, and it is clear that she is not done.]

What about the rest, though?

[What about the part where she worries that while her youth is something to treasure in a pack, it may yet be a burden for him on a personal level, tied into her inexperience with lasting relationships.]

That perhaps the issue is that you are too young for me?

[ He hopes that his surprise does not reflect too plainly in his tone of voice. ]

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