This choice: She starts laughing, having successfully scared you both • Go Back...Chapter #3She starts laughing, having successfully scared... by: Rorke   Tanya, the woman who was supposed to be just an ordinary babysitter for you and your brother, even if your smart mouthed brother need one far more then you- was a goodness sakes werewolf.
Her dark brown fur is coarse and thick, her teeth long, sharp, and bared. Her amber eyes glowing with hostility. You quiver at sight of her clawed hands, a single swipe could take a head off your shore of it.
One-step, two-step, three-step Tanya draws closer starting the growl. You and your brother bring yourself tighter. You squeeze him till it seemed he might pop like a balloon.
At the fourth step, the closet yet, Dave started to cry, a very ugly. With tears mingling with globs of snot, he whimpered loudly.
For a moment you became a little annoyed with him.
Suddenly, without warning Tanya threw her head back laughing, "Hahha. You should see your faces." her voice had an echoing growl, making her sound older then when she had appeared at the doorstep as a seemingly ordinary teen girl. "Especially you little snout. Not so rude now are you!"
The werewolf demeanor relaxed, her fur going flat and her eyes glowing friendly now.
"Was. Was that all a prank," you breathe, not sure if your outrage at the prank or grateful Tanya is not going to eat you.
Oh, yes and Dave. You suppose, as he wipes his messy face on your shirt.
"Are you really a Werewolf or in a good Halloween costume?" He asked. Tanya seemed to make a point of ignoring your brother instead extending a hand to you.
Naturally, you hesitate. Long enough for Tanya to get annoyed and just pull you to your feet.
You find your voice repeating your brother's questions.
"Yay, I real all right." she was so casual about being well, a friggining Werewolf. "Got any food? Shifting works up a real appetite."
You lead the wolf woman who is a good head and shoulders larger than yourself, even if you tried to wear heels- to the kitchen.
Tanya talks to your brother quickly, "Call me a wet dog or comment on my smell," she growled, "And I won't be playing a prank!"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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