Once Upon A Time In The Forest...

lady so pretty! Sadly the wolf inside of him fell for the Anise. Hopefully this would never be spoken of again in public. After all, that would damage his reputation for being so amazing. Oh yes and her ear tasted delicious! It wasn’t intentional—he was just too excited. The bush was probably uncomfortable for her too since it somehow stayed put even after he transformed, looking more like nature’s tutu than it did before. It could even pass for an awful diaper concept. His tail wagged and wagged! He was so happy! He we went to lick her face once again, but suddenly something wet splashed onto his face. He flinched, grunting in surprise. Where—Oh well, he tried again, but the wetness was back! COLD. He shook his head, but she splashed him again and again; a relentless assault of water that magically materialized out of nowhere! WET.

There was a pause in between in which he looked at her confused as if why in the world would she punish him like that. Finally getting irritated of the water, he got off of her, turning his face away so she would stop flicking water in his eyes. He was on all fours, watching her, wondering what he could do to entice her to play. Suddenly there was a twinge of Oooh~ going down his spine and he threw himself onto the ground, legs in the air as he rolled around like the dog he was. Eventually he froze, seeming to realize what he was doing and Cross transformed once more back into his human self. That..was tiring. He had never done multiple transformations in a row like that before. He was sweating at this point and quickly picked himself off the ground.

He stared down at her, quiet for once in this entire ordeal. He left them in an uncomfortable silence for what felt like ages…

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Until—

”Heh,” He swept his red hair back, oblivious to the twigs and various leaves trapped inside. ” I think I figured out your game…and it’s cute; just like you,” He grinned, flashing pearly whites. He reached for her her chin, tipping it upward gently . That was surprising. His swagger was on now and he delivered a smooth, handsome expression. ”You could have just asked me out in school and I would have totally said yes.”

If she was stunned by the stupid now, just wait till she spotted him on campus.

When she tried to push him away, it was like trying to shove a brick wall and if anything she pushed herself away from him. He stood there unmoving and frowned! ”Hey, I only got dropped on my head once and that hurt! That wasn’t a fun time for me!” He protested, feeling more insulted by the dropping statement. That was a dark time for his age. He didn’t even know which way was up for a couple of days and he didn’t like that because he was always in control, dammit!

But then what horrified him even more was the fact that she had no idea who he was. W-What?! He stared at her incredulously as if she had just crawled out from under a rock five minutes ago. Surely that’s where she lived because everyone knew of his name at this point! Before she knew it, Cross was probably taller than he looked because now he was looming over her at this point with an ominous look on his face. She needed to be educated! His pectorals tensed and suddenly that ominous feeling was replaced with glory! He curled his biceps for her, those massive muscles tensing, tougher than steel! ”You don’t even KNOW?! Why I’m the best monster hunter there is! I’ve dominated over monsters across the country! Not one has bested me yet! He leaned in close and a wolfish smile spread across his <s>handsome</s> face. ”I am Cross Stark!...Though you may call me ‘Mr. Wolf’ anytime.” He even pulled the ‘eyebrow wiggle’ technique and his chest muscles flexed independently.

”I can even tell you about the time I killed a werebear,” he offered. Man, recalling that now, that bear was nothing but a bitch! Honestly, her bark was just as bad as her bite. Nearly took his hand and ran off with it.

What? Whatwhatwhat--What did that even mean? "I'll regale you--" That wasn't even proper english! Surely it must have meant somewhere along the lines of her speaking that she flat out wasn't interested in hearing of his mighty tales. Why the hell not!? Again another shock look spread across his face. What was wrong with her? Oh wait, wait. Maybe she didn't want to hear any of it because she could clearly see it within his masculinity and solid muscle! Yeah that surely had to be it because Cross Stark was the 'Most Interesting Man in the World'.

Okay so all he had to do was impress her. That wasn't hard. Maybe she wasn't a muscles woman. Maybe she needed to see them in action to really appreciate them more. That was easy. There were so many monsters around for him to pull apart in front of her very own eyes! Heh, it was also kind of cute how she pushed herself back against a tree. Really, she was a really good looking woman. Pretty hair, lovely scent, smooth skin, beauitful eyes...

Supple breasts...

Strong-looking thighs...

He was staring no--

"OW, DAMMIT!" This tutu bush was getting on his nerves. It wasn't like he was going to DO anything, but it kept POKING HIM EVERYTIME HE CHECKED HER OUT. If it weren't for the thorn-covered bush, he would have missed her challenge entirely! Thank god his source of attention was on her mouth now and he didn't particularly like what she had to say. There wasn't anything Cross couldn't do and god damnit, he was going to impress and please the shit out of her!

"Oh is that so?" he said with a bit of sass and arms to cross over his chest. "Tch! I can do anything better than you can and that even applies to pleasing!" Oblivious to just how suggestive that sounded, he grabbed up the bush and ripped it from his waist, tearing the plant in half with much enthusiasm--even roaring unnecessarily to prove his manliness to her. He wasn't going to look down because those were some really sharp thorns and judging from the stinging sensation still left over his crotch region, he wasn't about to find out just yet. The thorns will push themselve out overtime, but that didn't mean it didn't hurt like hell. Would he show the woman? Of course NOT.

He suddenly realized he didn't know the <s>sexy goddess'</s> chick's name and here she was saying that he couldn't do something when he KNEW he could. He leaned in close, nearly nose-to-nose with the busty woman. "You know what? I think that's cute you jumped the gun and gave me a pet name. I knew you were 'that' into me. Question is, I don't know what your name is, so what is it? If not I can just call you Boobs Mc'Guyver and you know what that means in english? Boobs. Your boobs look like they can do anything." OOOOOH THERE. He finally got back at her somehow and--

Wow, her lips looked so kissable. His cheeks flashed a hint of red and suddenly, he puckered up, closing in on those beautiful lips. "Mnnnnnnn~" Oh, and he closed his eyes for the dramatics too.

Yes! He was going to truly hit his mark and kiss this beautiful girl! He could smell her like right there, probably puckering up the same because he couldn't see anything and this was all based under his assumption. Then suddenly that lovely scent shifted away and before he could comprehend what was going on, something hit him over the head. Hard. God damn, what the crap was that! His teeth clicked together so hard that if they weren't durable genuine werewolf teeth, they would have comically broken into pieces and fall out of his mouth. Thank god he decided against tongue on their first date or else that would have been long gone. He re-attached an arm before but tongue? Let's not push his luck here.

Speaking of luck, it was going sour. He was seeing stars and little chibi women with purple hair dancing around his head. Then she decided that now was the best time to scold him! He wasn't registering much because she had struck him with...What, he had no clue By the time he opened his blurry eyes, she was standing there looking very cross (hurr). Eventually he caught the end bits of the rant and even recoiled just a bit. Was she...mad at him? What did he do?! She didn't tell him his name so he went on his own assumptions. He thought people appreciated nicknames! Apparently this chick didn't. He made a canine noise much similar to the noise dogs made when they were aware that they did something bad. Although he didn't have a lick of common sense, he at least knew somewhat when people were upset with him.

Or jealous of him. He couldn't figure out which one.

Before he could even delve into that debate, she mentioned his mother! canine ears immediately sprout from his red mop and pulled back. He didn't understand what Miso soup generic was but he did understand disrespectful. What was she talking about; of COURSE he was respectful! He didn't eat her so there. "Aroo~?! Gah, don't talk about my ma she's like, dead! You can't write to dead people. She died like, a bazillion years ago!" Some thorns decided to fall out from embedding themselves into his crotch. Good heavens, what a relief! It just left an itch that he couldn't ignore so he scratched it. Then he grumbled much like a defeated little boy, his gaze reluctantly cast aside to look at something that was just a teeny bit more interesting than the woman was. That was only going to last about thirty seconds tops. "Shit I just wanted to know your name. I don't wanna call you Boobs Mc'Guyver anymore than you want me to." Though he was definitely going to keep that in mind for future verbal battles. He was losing this one by a mile.

Well damn she was right about one thing, he couldn’t pronounce her name. He even tried mouthing it while she predicted that he couldn’t say it. Damn she’s good. He had no choice; Miss M was going to have to do…and it was better than the alternative in his opinion. It gave her that sexy, mysterious vibe…Sort of like an agent name! Miss M, at your service~. He snorted when she crossed her arms over those luscious breasts and his face reddened just a teeny bit. It was either she was teasing him on purpose or she really did not know just how…’emphasizing’ that particular action was. Man she was pretty…

And also pointing out that the sun was rising and he was not allowed to walk back onto campus in the buff. Whyyyy noooot? He could just make the excuse that he was there for the life drawing classes! Oh man he would look mighty fine on paper…Oh, oh nevermind paper—WHAT ABOUT CLAY? He’d look like a greek god, posing manly for the students to sculpt…

Now his mind was wandering, but Haleth was really good at getting his attention. She was stretching now and his train of thought derailed and crashed in a fiery mess. Steam spewed from his nostrils as he eyed at her tense shoulders…and eventually down to her supple breasts that moved with her subtle movement. Oh god, they seemed to have a mind of their own—th-their own ring of gravity! He was sorely tempted to grab them up again until she turned away from him. Still, that side boob…

Oh wait, she was saying something.

”…YES.” To what? He didn’t know, but he was assuming she was ready to head back like any normal person besides himself would want. Her hair color shifted into the same hue as his. Oh my god, yes! The wolf-like ears sank back into his head. As for the bush? Well it was ripped off a long time ago, hence the scattered remains of the bush and the thorns that now littered where he stood. ”Well since you guys are so sensitive about seeing manly-man parts, we’re gonna hafta’ get my pack, so…” Without warning, he grabbed her, scooping poor Haleth into his hulking arms bridal-style with a sly grin on his face. Bet she didn’t expect that!

She probably didn’t expect him to move so fast either. He took her to practically the other side of the forest within a matter of minutes which was probably an unpleasant ride. Hopefully she didn’t think of squirming or struggling in his grasp when he moved! Regardless, the trip was short, probably nauseating from all the bouncing around, and he’d set her down before he went for his pack. Just to impress Miss M, he pulled out the pants first and put them on…slowly and seductively.