BIC: Not one to return to the village so soon (even that place is sometimes a little too civilized for my tastes), I slowly slink into the forest when Danny and Dawn have left, morphing into a slightly larger-than-average wolf with my maw gaping. God, I just realized how starving I am and... my ears perk up and I snap my jaws shut as a scent wafts by on the breeze. Rabbit. I turn my head and take another long, deep sniff of the air; yes, quite a few of them were sunning themselves in a clearing not all too far off. Breakfast was waiting. I lick my jaws and proceed to walk forward, totally losing my human mind amidst the chaos of the animal's.
My human mind comes to a few whiles later whilst I lay in the grass of the sunny clearing, licking my chops, almost completely cleansed of the animals' blood. I can't tell how much I've eaten from the few scraps of fur and, here and there, bone laying about but my stomach feels full, which is the most important thing. I can also see a pile of rabbits off to the side, only slightly bloodied from the kill but otherwise whole. It's a happy sight: even when I lose my human mind to the animal's, I still retain some sense of loyalty toward those back in the village.
After sunning myself for a little while longer, I get up, shake the dirt out of my long and lustrous black fur, and pick up the pile of rabbits with my enormous jaw. Now, when I shift into almost any animal, I do tend to use a bit of artistic license on their design and enhance what I believe will be to my advantage. In wolf form, I always, always make myself much larger than a normal wolf, actually coming closer to the size of a grizzly, and my jaws match the enormity of it all. So carrying a few measly rabbits? No problem. Trotting through the forest is not the easiest task but it is very doable, and so I'm back by the Elders' hut in no time. Before going in, I give the world a sniff and a mental listen. There are strange scents in the air; that of Danny and Dawn, Echo, and... Dante and Grace. I scrunch up my nose and give a little growl. Although the two seem nice enough, and I haven't had the heart to pry into their minds (just yet), there's something I have issue with with those two. Although it may just be my inborn paranoia.
Come in Makayla. It's Elder Territa,speaking to me through the mind. Everybody who's lived long enough in the village has an Elder that's sort of like a mentor to them. It's not official by any means, but it sort of just... occurs. You get closer with one of them and sooner or later it feels like they're you're parents. Not having parents or any real family hurts, a lot, especially knowing the reasons behind such a thing. With Elder Territa, I feel like I've gained some sort of authority figures, and the rest of the kids are a bunch of siblings. Annoying at times but family all the same. I slowly walk into the Elders' hut, rabbits and all, and look up at her [Elder Territa].
"Makayla, I want you to call out to everybody and let them know the meeting is to happen within ten minutes time in the Elder hut main room." I nod my head (a little awkward with the rabbits hanging from my mouth, mind you)and head off into on of the smaller adjoining rooms, where I've gotten into the habit of keeping a spare change of clothing. This time I put on a pair of black denim shorts, white tanktop, and nothing else. That's enough, right? Once I'm decent I had back out into the main room and cross over into the kitchen, putting the kill by the sink where later it'll be skinned, by either me or another person. Finally, with all of these mundane tasks finished, I head back to where Elder Territa is still sitting and nod my head.
Hello, this is your captain May speaking, I broadcast mentally, chuckling a little bit, and I'm just sending this out to let all of you know that there's a meeting happening in the Elder hut main room within the next ten minutes. Yes, everybody is expected to come on out and hear the news, even you lazy asses still in bed. May over and out. I sit down on one of the beanbag chairs across from Elder Territa and look at her, smiling, a little proud of my accomplishments. I used to be so weak I could barely broadcast anything into her mind. But look where I am now.
"Makayla, I do realize how proud you may feel, but did you put any thought to, perhaps, making sure nobody, such as a meddling city dweller, would hear?" Oops. I'd forgotten to take such precautions; sometimes, one of the people of the city would come too close to the village and would get one of my broadcasts. Have I mentioned oops?
"Nothing I can do about it now, Elder Territa." I say with a sigh and she just shakes her head. I can hear a few Elders stirring about, ushering kids in, as we wait together in silence now.