I EAT BABIES! [Open]

[huffpuff_wolfie]

Characters: Wolf and whoever is concerned about his supposed "illness".
Content: The full moon is making Wolf nearly uncontrollable and he's locked himself away. Care to come visit?
Setting: Wolf's quarters on the Way.
Time: Afternoon, the day before the full moon.
Warnings: A very moody, irrational, and violent Wolf.

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[beastmimicry]

The scent of wolf had been lingering around the ship for days, but Shido still hadn't managed to track it down. It wasn't a normal kind of smell, putting him in mind of the strange conversation he'd had over the network with Amaterasu. If there was such a thing as a 'demi-wolf' then this was surely what it would smell like...but what really concerned him was that the 'wolf' part of that scent was growing stronger and distinctly more dangerous. Shido wasn't stupid; he knew the importance of the moon to wolves, and he knew the full moon was tomorrow. He just didn't know what that meant.

Deciding to go and find the source of trouble before it came to find them, Shido finally tracked the scent down to a single door that he distantly recalled had been assigned to one of their new crew members. Scowling at it, he knocked forcefully. "Whoever's in there, come out."

[madhattersophie]

If anything, the strange first meeting Sophie had had with this 'Wolf' character had served only to increase her curiosity. Sneaking into the kitchen to get a pot of tea, black, sugar in a little packet, was a simple task, even with avoiding Watanuki. She'd guessed his room through luck, and her knowledge of which ones had been empty before. Shido standing outside helped too. "You here to check on the invalid?" Sophie asked him, her voice a little wry.

She didn't really think he was sick, so she was determined to find out what was really up. And perhaps satisfy her curiosity about him.

[beastmimicry]

"Invalid?" Shido repeated blankly. He did recall seeing a post that someone on board was 'sick' and supposedly 'contagious' but he hadn't known who it was. Hearing that made him even more suspicious.

"Not exactly," he said finally, gesturing to the door. "Do you know this guy?"

[eyes_of_a_saint]

Micah had smelled it a while before. The sharp, almost metallicly sweet scent of someone trying not to shift...but it was -off- somehow. Not full enough, and yet even fuller in some ways. It was pugnent, and confusing and he'd been trying to find it all day, his worry shoved aside in favor of attempting to keep everyone else safe. Just because -he- was Alpha enough to not tear anyone to peices when he shifted didn't mean that this mystery 'thing' was.

Following his nose, he turned the corner of the hallway, feline eyes narrowing as he traced it to a door....and two people infront of said door. Alpha or not, fresh meat was hard to ignore. Licking his lips to keep them moist, he strode forward slowly, the full moon making his own Beast dance just under the surface of his skin. He wouldn't shift until he willed it so, but he would shift tonight.

"Who's room is this?"