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Post by Timur on Nov 12, 2016 18:46:05 GMT
What.
He had gone to bed perfectly normal, well this world normal meaning human, why did he wake up differently? Sure he had a dream about being back in StormClan, he commonly did, but why was this one different? When he woke up he wasn't human. Not anymore. The first thing he had noticed was the wings, then the tail, then the fact that he was back in his dogon form. He blinked open his sky blue eyes, noticing that his perception of colors was back as it was when he was a dogon. This, this was weird. Was this just some sort of cruel trick? Hallucination? He would stretch his wings out tenderly, as if testing the realness of them. No. This had to be a dream.
"Alula?" he called out, but his voice came out just like it had back in StormClan. Doggish, with a hint of dragon. He fell silent after that. He was roughly the size of a border collie, but edging just a little bigger. He would weigh more than one too. His fur was back as its tan and darker brown pattern, some areas like the back of his neck containing more fur than others. He folded his wings back in, a kind of panic now trying to claw up at him and seize him. Had he done something wrong? Was this a punishment? Would he ever be able to go back to human again? He wanted to go back to being a human, in that form he could be with Alula. What would she think of him in this form?
His breathing grew heavier and his heart rate quickened, and he remained where he was, curling into a tight ball. What would the others say? A dragon dog hybrid definitely wasn't normal, in fact it sounded like something Sam and Dean hunted. Would they kill him? Mistaken him for something else and pull the trigger all to fast? He didn't want to die! The feeling in the back of his eyes that always came when there were tears came, a natural reaction for him. He tucked his head under his wing, as if his wing would protect him from the world. He would panic some more, endless possibilities flashing through his mind of what could happen when the others found out- assuming lark or fawn didn't come in time to recognize him in his dogon form- and none of them good. He started trembling, the tears that had oh so quickly announced their arrival starting to slide down his cheeks. Benny decided to stay put, if he didn't come out of his room then they couldn't find him right? He wasn't sure if his legs would properly carry him anywheres at this point anyways. The male would burrow his way back under the blanket, not caring how hot it grew under there. He felt safer here than out of the blankets, so he would stay there. He couldn't help but wonder how long it would take the others to realize he hadn't come out of his room this morning. Alula would probably be the first, and then she might alert the others something was wrong or they would notice on their own. It wasn't so pleasant when you were counting down how long you estimated you had until you were convinced you would die was it? No, and Benny would now learn firsthand, the only thing keeping him from passing out was a fear actually, everything became much more real when you were convinced you were going to die that day, killed by the only people you knew in this strange new world. Maybe he could see Alula one last time.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 13, 2016 1:59:16 GMT
Alula was of course first to notice Benny's absence. Now, she wasn't going to alert the others. Instead, she slunk off to go to his bedroom to check on him. Sneaky sneaky Alula. Coca was on her shoulder in a few seconds as she snuck off to Benny's room. As soon as she reached it, she opened it, slipping in silently. "Benedict?" She whispered. Ah. A lump in his bed, probably him. As she drew closer though, she realized it wasn't shaped enough to be Benedict. So, she froze, staring at the lump. "Benedict?" Now her voice was weary as she continued to just stand there, staring. //lol muse
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Post by Timur on Nov 13, 2016 2:36:39 GMT
If anything, he'd be a very weird shaped lump in this form. There would be another very weird shape where his horns were, not to mention what could possibly be going on with his wings. But it definitely wasn't shaped like a human, the human Alula knew and loved. He heard the door open and instantly froze other than his breathing which would continue causing his chest to rise and fall. Then whoever had opened the door spoke, and he was able to identify that the person there was Alula. He felt safe with her around, even though there was the chance she would call for Dean he knew she wouldn't hurt him herself unless he somehow hurt her. He trusted her. So he would move, now poking out just enough of his head so his eyes and part of his forehead was revealed, damp with sweat from being under the blankets for so long. A furry form she wouldn't of seen before, but he still had the same eyes just sparked with fear. His head was mostly a light brown, but the ends of his muzzle would be the same darker down as his paws. His forepaws would be visible as well, a dark brown complete with potentially dangerous claws that probably needed a trim if he was to not scratch up the floors. Benny would open his mouth to say something but then remembered that she wouldn't understand it, and closed his mouth again. It would only sound to her as barks and growls, like when Fawn tried to speak in her dog form. Now he would have to wait for her reaction and hope she didn't yell for Dean or Sam, who would shoot first and ask questions later if they thought he was possibly a threat to anyone here. If Fawn or Lark came he'd be safe as they'd recognize him, but of course that was an if. Fawn would probably come if Sam did, but they seemed to have some sort of falling out and he didn't see them walking around together at all anymore so maybe she wouldn't? At least he was able to see her one last time, even if it was with tears in his eyes and in an unfamiliar form. He was happy to see her in the midst of him panicking, she could always bring a smile to his face no matter how he felt. He swallowed rather roughly, starting to tremble again as the possibilities of what could happen ran through his head.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 13, 2016 3:25:03 GMT
The lump moved and Alula took on a slight fight form. However she quickly lost it once she saw the creature. Oh. My. God. He was so cute! Immediately, she took a liking to him. His eyes were just like Benedict's; maybe that was it? Or maybe it was just the fact that Alula was an obvious animal lover. Her odd cat left her shoulder and landed on the bed, sniffing the dog like creature. Of course, Alula wanted to befriend it. "Hey boy!" Her words were calm but voice excited as she held her hand out to him. Slowly but surely she placed it so she was rubbing his head. Knowing a spot all dogs liked, she carefully took the base of his ear in her fingers and massaged it. Most of the time, dogs would relax and lean into the touch, heck some might even groan. Woah. He had horns. Awesome! Oh. Those claws would be needing a trimming. He probably needed a bath too... Benny was pushed to the back if her mind right now; he was somewhere in the bunker she bet. For right now, she was focusing on the dog like creature. Which so happened to be Benny, unknown to her. Coca kinda meowed at her, wanting attention.
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Post by Timur on Nov 13, 2016 4:22:54 GMT
Coca would start sniffing him and he squeezed his eyes shut, not really liking the feeling of being sniffed. And she would speak again, but talking as if he was only what he appeared to be. Did she, did she not recognize him? She started rubbing his head which he had to admit felt good and he couldn't help but feel relaxed, his mind able to wander fro thinking about his death. She would start rubbing the base of his ear and it felt good. He would happily climb out of the blankets more, raising his wings a bit and flicking them back to loose the blanket along with a little shake of his body to help. He would press his head further into her head, looking for more of the pets. How the rest of him would be revealed, from the immense amount of fur on the back of his head and neck to his large wings that were folded by his side and the wispy ends of his furry tail. Maybe she would notice how his canines didn't quite fit in his jaws and how the insides of his ears were the same blue as his eyes. He would try to get even closer to the comforting touch and would bring his forelegs up into a standing position, not even caring that his back legs weren't. All of his worries seemed to vanish, and the ends of his lips would tug upwards in a smile, happy with the current company Alu was providing. Amazing how a simple rub could make all the things he had been stressing about just vanish. A small, low "ruff" would escape him, and he couldn't quite tell if it was him slipping up and trying to say something or if it was just one of those noises. Benny didn't really care which one it was, he was just happy here with his girlfriend, even if he wasn't in his human form that she recognized he was currently happy and that was a good thing.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 13, 2016 18:54:12 GMT
Alula did notice how his ears.were the same color as his eyes and she absolutely loved it. However, he shifted again and she pulled back briefly. The blanket was moved off of him by... wings? She stared in awe and amazement at them, returning to petting him. However, the smart girl hadn't quite lost her edge yet. When he had punched her in the shoulder... "Benedict?" She asked, giving a new stare of awe. Was it really him? Did he return to his birth form?
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Post by Timur on Nov 13, 2016 19:11:38 GMT
He wouldn't catch her look of awe, he was too busy closing his eyes to her touch. Who knew that a simple pet could do this much? He sure didn't, it wasn't typical to pet one another in StormClan so this would be his first time being pet. Sure he had been groomed to fix his pelt, but not this. However her next words would snap him out of it mostly, and he would glance up at her. She did recognize him! He would give an eager nod. Yes, yes he was Benedict! Didn't fawn do something like this just not in her birth form? Maybe she could help him figure out what was going on here, but for now he wanted to be with Alula, and would express that by attempting to press his head gently against her, being mindful of his horns so that they didn't stab her or hurt her. Maybe when he was older he could give her rides!
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Post by Pebble on Nov 13, 2016 21:19:53 GMT
//a- *gets impaled by a horn and dies* P- *walks in* MMM WATCHA SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. B- DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD:
And he nodded. Could dogs do that? Well. He wasn't a dog. He was... a... dogon? Wasn't the what he called it? Yeah, she thought so. Her attention was briefly caught by his canines, noting just how dangerous they could be. His horns could be dangerous too... huh. He was built too fight but didn't have the personality. She pulled her hand back as his head was pressed lightly against her stomach, horns lightly touching her. It tickled, almost. She crouched as she was face to face with him. It was Benedict alright. "Oh Benedict. What did you do this time?" She whispered, lightly pressing her forehead to his doggish one. "Nice wings, by the way." She added, offering a smile. As soon as her little tease was over, she began thinking. "How did you turn into this? Is a Dog gone mystery alright." And so the puns begin. "How'd you dig yourself a problem like this?" She cracked a smile at her puns before ruffling his head again. She looked around the room subconsciously. "Have you even tried to change back? Small woof if you have." She added onto her question once she realized he couldn't actually speak. She just hoped the adults didn't come to check on him... it would be quite the problemo.
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Post by Timur on Nov 15, 2016 0:56:40 GMT
Well that's what you got when you lived in a world like he was born in. No matter what your personality you tended to be built to fight, built to survive. Survival of the fittest some would call it. She would speak and he would remain silent and listen to her speak, as usual. The puns went right over his head and Benny had to wonder why she was saying that sort of thing. Hey she liked his wings! That had to be good! However, he wouldn't woof at her last thing. No he hadn't tried to turn back, mostly because he didn't have any idea on how. However an idea came to mind and he decided to test it out. He had heard of Fawn getting belly rubs before. If a scratch to the ear felt that good he was curious as to how a belly rub would feel. So he would take a step back from his girlfriend to make sure he didn't get her with his horns, and would roll over on his back with his wings flopped out across the bed and his legs stretched a bit upwards, paws flopping down as he exposed his chest and stomach area to request a rub. A big smile would come across his face as his tongue drooped out of his mouth a bit, drawn down by the force of gravity. Over in StormClan he never would of done this, one he didn't know what a belly rub was back then and two it was very bad to show your belly like that- especially in battle. Here there was no reason not to, and maybe he could make Alu a bit happier with it. So belly rub, here he came!
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Post by Pebble on Nov 15, 2016 2:36:26 GMT
He didn't woof but instead rolled over. Recalling what Sam and Fawn used to do, she smiled before gently taking her hands to his chest and stomach. Oh. His fur was soft here. She gently rubbed his chest, unlike the exciting belly rubs Sam and Fawn had. This was calm as she was simply rubbing. She was fascinated by how soft his pelt was and really wanted to sleep in the same bed and bury her face in it. But, alas, Dean forbid it. //low muse woooops.
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Post by Timur on Nov 15, 2016 3:54:33 GMT
They, as kids, wouldn't understand why Dean was so against it. They wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it but Dean definitely would. Benedict would smile even bigger as she pet him, enjoying the feeling. His eyes would become half closed in happiness, thoroughly enjoying the moment. No wonder Fawn liked this so much. Her hands ran through his soft fur, developing a rhythm in which she rubbed. It felt amazing, why didn't anyone ever do this in StormClan? If he ever got back there he would definitly introduce it. He would remain in this position, happy to let her keep rubbing his belly. She seemed happy to rub it as well, so it would be an all around happy moment for them. Now the only thing that could go wrong would be Dean walking in and flipping out.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 15, 2016 12:34:09 GMT
//dean better catch them sneaking around.
Alula smiled as he gave his dog grin. It was quite goofy, she realized. And she loved it. She loved him, she also realized. She smiled, kissing his nose before backing up. Coca leapt at hee and Alula got him, petting him now. Her baby needed some attention it seemed. However, her eyes never left Benedict. His horns were still small... and he was still growing. This firm was probably going to get bigger. However, focus on the now. "Benedict, this form really needs a bath." She noted the slight dog scent. His fur was also slightly greasy. But, when she was done with him, he'd be a show dog. Coca had turned from a little wet thing to probably the softest thing on earth. His own pelt shown with health.
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