The Young Are Usually Wounded

[viggoslayer]

I sit on my stool looking at the canvas, the tip of my paintbrush between my teeth, examining the colors. I've moved over by the large window allowing the moon light to stream across the splay of color I've been working on these past few days. Deciding on softer shadows, I take my brush and continue my work, singing absently, pausing every so often

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[viggoslayer]

The sunlight awakens me and I hold my head up and yawn wide, a small whine coming from my throat. My body shivers at the feel of the stretch, a damn good one! I feel warmth next to me and see Stav in form curled up tight against me.

I am honored he laid so close. I stretch my neck and lick the top of his head and ear before nuzzling in and letting the sounds of the morning awaken him.

[st4v]

I feel something press against me, it feels damp and cool but warm at the same time, sort of nice and I move my head toward it slightly pushing back.

The sound of birds breaks into my thoughts and I crack one eye partally open whincing against the sunlight.

I growl low in my throat. "Fucking noisy birds."

[viggoslayer]

I chuckle and lift my head. I am feeling much better and am anxious to check the cameras. I hope he found them. I am, however, reluctant to move. I am still healing and rest is calling me - his closeness is welcome as well.

I lift my head and yawn wide again, "Did you find the cameras?"

[st4v]

Sleepily I stretch my legs out in front of me arching my back and loving the way my spine pings. I spread my pads/toes, not sure what to call them. I don't have like proper paws like a wolf. I rest my head back down and close my eye as I absentlmindedly answer him. "Yeah I did."

I yawn and hear my jaw crack then I stretch again and roll over against the warmth and nuzzle into it.

[viggoslayer]

"Mmmm, good."

His smell fills me and soothes me. Nothing like lying with the pack/members. Rubbing my snout against his neck I lick it a few times before allowing the comfort to seep through me and sleep take me again.

[st4v]

I feel that damp cool warmth again on my neck this time and it feels really good along with the heat from the sun.

I kind of wonder what it is but then I remember the salve. That must be it. My last thought before letting sleep pull me back under is that I'll have to ask Viggo what's in it.

[viggoslayer]

When I open my eyes again it has gotten warmer and I stretch feeling his body heavy against me. I roll over and sit admiring his form, so unique. Transforming I stand and stretch my arms and run my hands over my chest, the salve has done it's job.

I move to the tent and grab the cameras and see he found my memory cards as well, thankfully. Rummaging around I pull out my laptop and the cards from the cameras and move to the rock near the pond.

Placing them down safely I dive into the water letting cool and cleanse me. I smile as I remember how Stav slept, next to me. It is good for him, for me. One should never rest alone.

[st4v]

I open my eyes to the sound of a splash. I'm in form laying on the ground near the fire. I give a final stretch and sit up then shift to human form

[viggoslayer]

"The water feel wonderful doesn't it? The salve worked its wonder."

I dip under the water again and run my fingers through my hair coming up and combing it out with my fingers.

"I obtained the stuff from an old wizard many centuries ago. Took me three centuries to decipher it's contents. But oh what that stuff can do! Silver is no match, even those arrows."

I walk out of the water glad he has decided the nudity isn't all that uncomfortable. I sit on the rock intent on making sure the memory cards are alright.

[st4v]

He's right the water is wonderful and the salve did work. My neck doesn't feel any more than a bruise. I rub my hand over it as I start to wash the blood off me.

Washing the crap out of my hair takes a bit of time and I have to dip my head under a few times. The problem with having long hair is crap gets caught up in it. I look over at him every now and then and he is sitting up there on the rock with his face in the laptop.

I wonder if I can see my photo's on that.

He seems engrossed in what he is doing so I take the opportunity to exit the water. I go to my bag and grab some clothes and put them on without drying myself off. After that I search through my bag for my hair brush and discover it's not in there. I remember brushing my hair before I left. I must have left it in the bathroom. Great.

I sigh then go over and sit on a rock near him. I can see him looking at photo's of moss on the laptop. I set to trying to untangle my hair with my fingers and watch.

[viggoslayer]

I sense him next to me, "Look at the texture, the way the light plays across the moss... thank you for recovering these Stav. Oh, here, " I hold out his memory card, "as soon as I saw the bird picture I stopped looking."

Turning my head I look in his eyes, "What captures your eye is very personal, I do not mind showing you, but I would not take liberties with what is yours."

Smiling softly I turn back to the screen, "I have a brush in my bag if you need one."

I know my hair is probably a mess, but I will get to that later, "Ooo look I captured a lady bug in this shot!"

[st4v]

I take my fingers out of my hair and look at the photo on the screen. The other one's of the moss were boring but I like this one. The contrast of the brightly coloured ladybug against the dull colour of the moss is interesting and draws my eye in.

I tell him what I think. "The other moss ones are crap but I like that one." With that I get up and go to his bag. Once I have his brush I go back out and sit on my rock again.

I start on the ends of my hair working on the knots. My memory card sits on the rock where I left it. I glance up at him. "Can you load my card on your laptop." I let go of the brush and it hangs caught in my hair as I pick up my card and hold it out. "I don't mind if you see..."

[viggoslayer]

I smile, "Certainly."

Again I am honored by his allowance of me into his world. It may seem like nothing to some, but I know this is a rare thing for him. Popping my card out I place his in.

The bird picture appears. "This is quite striking Stav. A real statement here. At least my take on it, everyone sees something different."

I tap the mouse and there is a picture of me half in the water. I chuckle, "What will you title this one? Old Ass Wet?"

He snorts/huffs so I move on. I am taken by the next shot. Ripples and the reflection of what must be his face, "Oh Stav, these are breath taking... you are very talented you know... very."

[st4v]

I stop brushing my hair and feel my face heat with his compliment. I shift off the rock and move up next to him and look at my photo up close. It's exactly how I pictured it in my head. I can't believe I took it.

I give a small smile as I stare at it feeling a sense of pride. "It took me ages to set it up. I had to figure a few things out, like the timer..." I cut my eyes to him. "And to use your tripod to hold the camera."

I furrow my brow as I think of what to title it. "How do you think of a name for yours?"

[viggoslayer]

"Whatever I am thinking of at the time I took it. Like the moss photo I was thinking of steps, how the textures resembled a set of stairs I once had in a home I owned In Glasgow."

I look at him, "So not to be too simplistic," I smirk," I'll probably call it surprise at Gleason."

He furrows his brow and I explain, "I tend to name things. I called that home Gleason."

[st4v]

What I was thinking.... I look back to the photo and reach out to touch the photo on the screen thinking back to the thoughts that inspired me to take it. I sigh and say softly. "I wish I was ugly."

Hearing the words out loud has me pulling my hand back and my face heating up again. I pick up the hairbrush and move back to the other rock. My mind searches for a way to change tack and it settles on what he called his photo and the odd thought I had when he explained it.

I put the brush to my hair again. "Why would steps in your house be a surprise?"