Ever since he was a child, he had to take a shot because he would get sick easily. Having a weak body, his parents sought help from a scientist that had something that guaranteed that their son would get a stronger body and a strong immune system. Years later, that medicine had affected him in a way he never thought was possible.
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Name: N/A
Race: Science Experiment
Age: Teenish
Height: 6' 2"
Weight: 150lbs
Hair: Shaggy, black, and mane like. Hangs down to waist. All the hair is the same length.
Eyes: Gray
Skin: Lightly tanned
Build: Very athletically fit, but no ripply muscles
Clothes: N/A
Accessories: N/A
Extra: He has large black wolf ears instead of human ears sticking out the sides of his head and a matching black tail. His feet are a little longer than a normal human's and he walks most of the time on the balls of his feet. His nails are kinda thick and sharpish.
General Personality: Very animalistic. Having grown up in the woods he's survived under the law "Eat-or-be-eaten"
Background: As far as he knows, he has spent his entire life in the woods. From time to time he would spot other critters that look kinda like him, but he moves away when he sees them. Something about them frightens him greatly. He eats what he can catch, and the occasional apple when they are in season. He eats mostly bugs and carrion.
Corinne was walking around in the forest that was near his home, which was a mansion. He loved being outside, especially since through most of his childhood he was stuck inside with a very weak body but that all changed when he started receiving medicine. It helped him a lot but there was a negative side effect that he would have never guessed would ever happen. He no longer had human ears, instead, they were replaced with black cat ears and a tail to match. He hid it from his parents and they are none the wiser. One good thing that came from this was that he could finally spend his days outside. He loved the fresh air. The sun was shining brightly through the trees as the wind was blowing a gentle cool breeze that made his hair fly back. It was a nice spring day, it wasn't too hot or too cold, it was perfect.
Corinne climbed up a sturdy tree to relax in and settle down on a high branch. He let his tail fall down as he lightly flickered the tip of it as he put his arms behind his head as he leaned back against the tree trunk with his blue eyes closed. Despite being a nobleman, he looked more like a peasant with the outfit he was wearing. It was a basic tunic with pants that he cut a hole in to let his tail out. it was something he wore when he wanted to be in comfortable clothing, he hated wearing stuffy suits that restricted his movements. Corinne let out a yawn, revealing four long sharp teeth that come to a point. It was another one of his feline characteristics.
A nameless beast stalks through the forest, the human shaped silhouette broken only by abnormal ears and a shaggy snake like thing swaying slowly back and forth from it's backside. The trees in the area are rather thick which casts an unusually dark shadow upon the ground despite the sun high above. As it moves the slight slivers of light that manage to break through the thick canopy above reveals lightly tanned flesh as they pass over it's bare form. With a sudden movement it leaps at a nearby bush. There is a faint cry cut short by a light cracking sound.
The beasts steps out of the bush, a fair sized partridge hanging from one large hand. He looks about cautiously before crouching to devour his prize. It isn't often that he gets to eat real meat. Blood and feathers smear his hands and lips and as he finishes, throwing aside the bits of bird he doesn't like, he wipes his hands off on his chest. Still chewing he stands, looking about. Sensing nothing out of the ordinary he looks down at his hands.
They are still quite filthy and now coated in a fine layer of blood and dirt. Finding he doesn't like the feeling he starts off towards a clear pond he knows is nearby. Many of the animals in the trees fall into a hush as he walks by, but a fair amount of birds continue to sing and chirp, use to the sight of him passing below. He's lived in these woods for years, keeping to an area about 2 miles squared where he can hunt and sleep in peace.
As the trees start to thin he slows his pace, his sharp eyes darting here and there, looking for any sign of danger. Once in a while he's spotted beasts that look a lot like him, but he's never felt the urge to examine them very closely. In fact, he's run more often than not from the other creatures that walk upright. At last he reaches the pond edge and after one last look around he kneels. Scooping up great hand fulls he washes the mess off of his hands, chest, and face. His ears move continuously, searching out any noise that doesn't belong.
Corinne heard some noise off in the distance though he didn't think anything of it, there were plenty of predators in the forest that were out hunting to rid themselves of hunger and gain energy. He was actually getting hungry himself but he didn't want to leave this nice comfortable tree. Though he smelled something that wasn't quite an animal, it have a hint of a human scent, much like his own where his human scent and cat scent mixed, that's what he smelled but instead of a cat, it was a wolf. His curiosity piqued and went to go check out the humanoid animal creature. The cat was actually getting excited.
Jumping down from the tree branch safely onto the ground, landing on his hands and feet, Corinne went following after the wolf. He smelled blood of a bird coming from the wolf guy also, he must have been what made that noise, though he didn't think it was a big deal. His heart was beating fast, he was a little scared since he doesn't know how the guy would respond to him. He hoped that it would be a nice welcome, though his senses were making him doubt that.
The beast twitches then stills. He can hear something coming closer. It smells strange. Like an animal, but not an animal. Slowly he wipes the last bit of grime from his arms and stands. He shakes the water off of his hands, turning towards the direction of the sound. His heart begins to race as he hears the sound of it's footsteps. By the sound of it, it's on two feet, like him. A small noise breaks in the back of his throat and he takes a few steps away from the sound.
His ears arch up as the breeze brings more of the odd scent to his nose. He pauses, contemplating. If it is one of those two legged beasts, then he can flee from it easily. However if it isn't, he's curious as to just what it can be. The trees rustle and the water of the pond laps against the shore as he tries to decide what to do. Hands clenching and relaxing he looks around for a good direction to flee in should he need to.
Finally he decides to wait for whatever it is to come to him. Once he gets a look at it he'll decide what to do. Stalking back over to the edge of the pond he kneels down behind a stand of tall reeds. Peeking through the tassels he keeps his eyes locked on the stop the noises are coming from.
A huge gust of wind had blown through which made his tail hair and clothing blow forward as he walked to find what he was looking for. Seeing a body of water, Corinne saw what he was trying to find. His heart was beating faster. With a gulp he inched his way forward, walking slowly because, despite being curious, he was also nervous. Despite that, he didn't look the least bit nervous. The cat stopped just about twenty feet away from the creature so he wouldn't startle him or anything.
Titling his head to the side, he examined the wolf guy from top to bottom and noticed that he was naked. Was he interrupting something? Did the wolf guy wanted to have a sense of freedom and run around naked in the forest? Many questions flooded his mind. There was another gust of wind that blew his long black hair forward along with his baggy clothing and tail.
Thinking that it might be alright to move forward, he began to walk at a very slow pace as Corinne continued to examine him. The cat guy took in deep breaths. His ears were perked and focused on listening to the wolf guy. "H-hello?" Corinne called out, expecting to be answered. His tail was barely moving behind him.
The beast freezes in place when the creature comes into view. His heart skips a beat when at first it looks just like the other two-leggeds. He casts a critical eye up and down the figure before his eyes lock on what is obviously a tail hanging behind it. As the creature approaches feels his legs tingling, itching to run away. However, he reasons that the creature looks much smaller and weaker. Very little danger there. When it stops he uses the opportunity to shift a little, moving out slightly from behind the reeds. Fingers splayed on the ground he cocks his head, looking at the boy from different angles.
His gaze locks on the others' ears and his own flap slightly. At this range he can hear the rapid beating of the creatures heart and he tenses a little. Frightened creatures are unpredictable. When it begins moving forward again a low growl starts in the back of his throat. Cautioning, but not harsh, the sound rumbles deeper when it makes noses of it's own. His head cocks to the side again, clearly not understanding what the noise meant. He claws anxiously at the ground a bit, his eyes lock on those of the creature.
Corinne stopped walking any closer the moment he heard growling coming from the creature. Did the wolf man not know how to talk? The creature didn't look the cleanest when he was able to see him more clearly which made the cat guy think that maybe he was living out here for quite some time. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." He was talking in a calm soothing voice, it was how he naturally talked, though some thought that it sounded more meek and mild, almost like he had no confidence, which he actually had plenty of. He only said that to see if it would help calm down the creature, he wasn't really expecting an answer since he didn't respond back when he said hello.
He got an idea that maybe if Corinne showed that he wasn't the least bit threatening, the wolf guy wouldn't be weary of him. Taking off his own clothes, he transformed into a fully black cat with gold eyes. His tail twitched behind him as he felt a little bit more at ease. The cat walked closer as he kept his big golden eyes with slit pupils and let out a meow. He sat down and waited to see what the wolf guy would do after witnessing this.
The beast's growls subside slowly as the creature speaks. The noises are soothing and non-threatening. He relaxes slightly now that the creature is no longer approaching. He takes a deep breath letting it out in a little huff, sounding very much like a dog. He watches curiously, tensing every now and then as the creature starts peeling off the brightly colored fur stuffs covering it's body. His nose twitches as the creature's scent gets stronger. Looking at it's feet it makes note of the difference between the two of them. A startled noise finds it's way to his lips when suddenly rather than a two-legged creature standing before him a small black fur beast is sitting in front of him.
He moves forward cautiously, growling on and off as he circles the creature. He reaches out to paw at the discarded fur stuffs, feeling it's odd textures. After a thorough examination he moves a little closer to the small black thing so he's within' arms reach. In a quick motion he reaches forward, intent on knocking the critter over and holding it down to examine it more closely.
Corinne was backing away slowly when he saw the now huge creature, only because he had shrunk, moving towards him. He didn't like the growling that the wolf guy would make, only to drop it after a second, though only to growl again which happened on and off. It made the cat guy weary of him because he didn't know what to expect. He was regretting doing this now because he thought that he as going to be attacked.
The second the wolf guy went after him, Corinne tried to run away but only to be caught by the creature. The cat growled lightly to warn that he would attack if he wasn't let go, though he doubted that he would actually attack the guy, it could just upset him and nothing else and he would still be pinned down. He seriously thought he was going to die, his tail was puffed out as his heart beat was rising.
The beast keeps his grip gentle as he scoots in a little closer. The sounds coming from the little critter defiantly sound threatening. The rapid heartbeat beneath his hand tells him that it is very frightened. He moves in slowly to sniff at the critter, his free hand running over the black fur. The smell coming off of it is much different now, almost completely animal with only a hint of the other scent. Poking the black beast's ears a few times he feels satisfied with his examination and releases it. Still within arms reach he bats lightly at it, encouraging it to get up.
Corinne was able to breathe more easily now once he was let go. He was surprised by how gentle that wolf guy was, he was expecting to be squashed, to be seen as a source of food for him, he felt a little silly for thinking that he was going to die now that everything was done and over with. He perked up his tail and ears. He meowed and walked to the creature's feet and rubbed his body against him and then his face. He thought that he would try to show that he was actually friendly now that he was let go and that they were getting more acquainted with one another.
The beast tenses slightly when the small fur beast walks over but relaxes at it's non threatening actions. Reaching down he pats it's head and tugs on an ear. With a wolfish grin he rolls on to his back and nudges the black thing with hand and nose. He likes the critter. It smells funny, but it's soft and squishy. Suddenly he stops moving, his hands in the air above him. In a flash he's on all fours, hands planted between his feet. His ears sweep the area, swiveling around like radar dishes. He hears something. This sound is rather familiar. It sounds like two leggeds.
A low growl issues from his throat as he backs away from the sound. His nails dig into the ground as he flexes his fingers. Remembering the little black thing he reaches out, pulling it along with him as he backs into the brush next to the pond. His growling settles down and he stills, watching the forests on the other side of the clearing, His ears stand out stiff from his head, aimed directly ahead.
Corinne didn't like it when the guy pulled on his ear but it seemed like he was accepted by the wolf beast. He didn't know whether or not he liked that but he couldn't help but be amused by the wolf. He wanted to reach out and pet the guy but he didn't have hands. He was actually quote shock at how friendly he had finally became. Though upon seeing him transform, he wasn't too shocked by it, he half expected it since he had ears and a tail just like him and he could turn into a cat.
What Corinne wasn't expecting was the wolf beast to pull him back into the brush to hide from a human. He wondered why he was growling at two humans that he was smelling, did he know them? Did they try to hurt him? He stayed quiet since he had no idea if the people were friendly or not but seeing the wolf's reaction, he suspected they were bad.
It's a few moments before the things he smelled come into view. The beast remains completely still as the pair of two-leggeds make high itched noises, looking at one another. They seems to be showing their teeth to one another, but they show no signs of fighting. The beast is confused. He shifts his gaze down to the critter hiding with him and tilts his head ever so slightly. It doesn't seem frightened by the arrival. But then again, the critter looked a lot like them when he first appeared. Maybe he has learned to deal with them somehow. Looking back up he notes one difference between the critter and the other two. These two seem to have fleshy bulges under their necks.
He's seen ones like this before, and in fact, he's seen these exact two before. He watches as the shed and head for the water. One of them stop half way there and the beast tenses. He follows it's line of sight and spots the fur stuffs the critter had left behind earlier. He sinks a little lower as the two-legged walks past to examine the small pile. He looks down at the critter again as the being picks up a few pieces, calling out to the other being and waving a hand.
Corinne looked up at the wolf guy. How he was before when they first saw one an other, he didn't run away or hide unlike he what he did now. He thought that maybe there was some reason for that though he really couldn't think of what except maybe that they saw one another before and those people hurt the wolf. The small cat rubbed his body up against the wolf and purred to ease him up a little bit.
Noticing that one of the men had stopped and was examining something on the ground, he knew that it was his fur. Corinne cursed himself in his head. He got an idea of just walking out, since he looked like a normal cat, to let him know that the fur was his and not let him know the whereabouts of the hiding wolf. He started to walk out of the hiding place hoping that the wolf guy doesn't stop him.
The other woman came running back to him. "What is it?" She asked, looking at the other woman.
The beast sits stock still, waiting. When the small fur beast walks out of the bush he watches it intently. The two beings start examining the dropped furstuff more closely. He can't understand what they are saying, but they seem non threatening. His ears stay latched on the two-leggeds while he keeps his eye on the small black thing.
Suddenly their voices change. His eyes narrow and snap up to watch as the two notice the little fur beast. He feels the hairs on the back of his neck raise as they drop the furrstuffs and start making high pitched noises. One of them kneels right next to the black thing and reaches out to touch it. The beast stifles a growl and continues to watch, his stomach writhing.
Corinne could hear the wolf guy growl. He sighed mentally, they might notice him if he continues to growl like that. The cat meow and purred as he tried to make sure that the two women wouldn't be able to hear the low growling of the beast. He meowed and rubbed his head against one of the ladies' hand as he flickered his tail gently. He knew he had to get back to the guy to ease him and to do that he needed to get the ladies away from him. he started growling and hissing and he even started to swipe at them. He hoped they would get scared and leave, or at least leave.
I didn't drop it, I was just waiting for you to put something up I could reply to. MOre than a couple sentances. If there's nothing to bounce off of, I can't exactly play ball.
