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Post by Pebble on Aug 25, 2016 2:42:00 GMT
Okay so something was up. Last Fawn fell asleep, she was human, sprawled beside Sam. Human and inside a building. She wasn't human now and was outside, in what appeared to be an alley. Had she accidentally slept walked? No. No no, there was something big and fuzzy beside her and it smelt heavily of Sam. Her lime green eyes shifted to it and her breath hitched in her throat. That wasn't Sam. She jumped away with a yelp before quickly taking on a stance of battle, hackles and tail raised at the giant dog. "Name and buisness." She snarled. The beligian shepherd was so used to saying that.
A pair of brown eyes with green around the pupil woke with the sound of a yelp. Alula looked and saw what seemed to be Fawn and a big dog. She cocked her head to the side, remaing silent. It was then that she realized she was a dog. She had short tan fur with odd darker marks swirled in. She looked oddly like a dog that slept nearby. Wait. Was that Dean's necklace on it? Left ear flopped over in a puppy stage, she approached, ignoring Fawn and the big dog for now.
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Post by Timur on Aug 25, 2016 3:00:38 GMT
Dean Winchester Crap crap crap crap crap. Dean had a bad run-in with dogs, and had been cautious around Fawn when she first could shift into nothing other than a dog form. He got used to it, but him being what seemed to be a dog? Oh hell no. The hunter leapt to his paws with an expression mixed between scared and fierce, and barked "WHAT THE HELL?" pretty loudly, his head moving to survey the land and people around him. Sam Winchester last he knew he was human as well, and certainly could not turn into any other form. And definitely not a dog. His chest rose and fell gently and at a steady pace, indicating that he was asleep and unaware of the changes. Fawn's voice sounded and woke him up, but what startled him was the new heightened senses, being able to understand bark, and not having opposable thumbs. The male clumsily scrambled to his paws, tripping over them in the process. The other by him was the exact same shape and form of Fawnpelt, so he only assumed it was her. Name and business? "I'm Sam." he barked out, not exactly sure how he formed words in a canine language.
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Post by Pebble on Aug 25, 2016 3:07:06 GMT
Yup. That was Dean. Alula sniffed. "You shouldn't cuss." She stuck her nose in the air, still remaining sassy. However, whilst walking towards Dean, her large puppy paws got in the way and she tumbled, rolling smack towards him. She stopped short and growled. "DAMMIT." She howled at nobody in particular, rising up. Her ear flop had switched to her right ear but quickly returned to her left ear.
Wait what? That was Sam? He was so huge! And clumsy. Wait why was he a dog? Her ears swiveled to what sounded like both Dean and Alula, but never left Sam. Huh. Ruggishly handsome, for a dog. She relaxed, raising her head and returning to a normal stance. Her tail wagged as she panted happily. "You lucky dog, I almost ate you alive!" She barked to hin, unconcerned about why they were all dogs.
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Post by Timur on Aug 25, 2016 3:16:59 GMT
Dean Winchester The male shot a glare at Alula, but for the most part ignored her and everyone else. He finished looking out the land, and then realized that dogs couldn't see all the colors humans could and that's why everything looked funny. However, she came barreling towards him and he suppressed a yelp, scrambling out of the way for her possible rolling into him. This was great. Just. Friggin. Great. Sam Winchester With his experience, this couldn't be good. He was magically transformed into a dog in his sleep and there certainly couldn't be any downsides. No not any at all. Knowing this, the male felt a surge of protectiveness for his Fambi and would take a couple steps forwards, glancing down to see where he put his paws, and then attempted to gently lay his head across her shoulders. Not a display of dominance, but him being protective of his girlfriend with a rather troubled look on his face. "This can't be good." he muttered to himself, his mind busy at work at how this could happen. He didn't even have a laptop!
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Post by Pebble on Aug 25, 2016 3:38:09 GMT
Alula flinched, shoulder sore. "Oh this is wonderful!" She growled, nudging her shoulder. She gingerly lifted her oaw, fussing over her eounded shoulder. The stitches were still there? Great. She limped towards Dean, looking up at him with irritated eyes. She moved between his front legs, turned around, and sat down, watching Sam and Fawn with an unamused glare. Great great great!
Fawn watched with interest as Sam literally took only two steps and reached her. His large head covered her shoulder blades and she allowed him to stay that way for a while. She pulled her short furred body from his though and faced the others with confidence. She didn't need a protection; they needed it. She knew how to fight. "Do you guys even know how to growl? Or vsre your teeth?" She asked. Bluffing could come in handy.
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Post by Timur on Aug 25, 2016 3:54:57 GMT
Dean Winchester Even if Dean was starting to crumble on the inside, he wouldn't dare show it on the outside. He didn't like dogs. He got a little too close and personal with canines, and would be happy if he never encountered them again. However, Alula seemed hurt in some way. Dean held his breath when she went over to him, and took a step back to tell her not to get closer. Dean didn't like dogs, and he had his limits. He just needed to find out how to regain his opposable thumbs and he'd be fine. But in the meantime he was stuck like this. "Why am I a friggin dog?" he growled to no one in particular, surprised at himself for the growl that came out. Fawn spoke, but the words were rather distant in his ears, so he pushed it off for now. Sam Winchester Sam let out a content sigh when Fawn remained where he was, squeezing his eyes shut briefly. Ok who could of done this? Maybe a witch, if there was the right spell, but he didn't recall any sort of spell like that. Possibly a higher angel, but why? It made no sense! How much he could use his laptop right now. When he felt Fawn move from under his chin it snapped him back to reality, and he re-opened his eyes and drew into a sitting position, putting on a straight face. Fawnpelt was he most knowledgable when it came to being a dog, so he'd listen to her. "I'd think a growl would come naturally when I need it, like the bark did." Sam mused, still thinking about the baring his teeth one. In reply to that, the male gave a shot at it- but probably ended up doing it wrong and making a fool of himself in the process.
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Post by Pebble on Aug 25, 2016 4:12:36 GMT
Alula sniffed as Dean moved away. Ok, so, Dean didn't like dogs. That was OK by her, but he didn't need to move away from her like that. It made her feel like she had done something wrong. She gave him a confused and slightly hurt puppy look, tilting her head. Her ear flop switched ag a on as she whimpered slightly. "Maybe we did something wrong..." She would quietly say.
Fawn huffed a sigh at Dean. "I honestly don't know, but chill out. Your anger and fear scent is extremely overwhelming." She huffed at him. She looked at Sam just in time to see his face. She snorted, fluffy tail aiming to swipe the look off of his face. "Sam, dear. That's not baring your teeth. Curl your lips. Like this." She tuned around and lifted her lips, muzzle wrinkling as dhe showed her sharp canines. They glinted in the light as she returned to normal. "Not to mention your size should spook anyone." She joked before waiting his second shot at baring teeth.
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Post by Timur on Aug 25, 2016 4:23:22 GMT
Dean Winchester For him to feel any more comfortable in a canine form, he needed that distance between him and other dogs. He didn't like it one bit, and probably never would like dogs. It was true that he was fearful as Fawn had pointed out, but of course the nose would deny this and snap "I'm not scared." at the other, taking in a huff of breath to make himself subconsciously appear bigger and possibly less scared. There was no way he'd admit it. Alula's voice got his attention, and he said "There's no way we did something wrong." in a much harsher way than he had meant to, but was too stressed to care right now. Sam Winchester Her tail hit his face gently, so he would return to a half smile. The male listened to the instructions given, studying her look as she bared her teeth for a couple moments before then trying to imitate it himself. Sam had to admit, it was quite hard when he had no reason to bare his teeth. Curling his lips was easy enough, and he set his jaws together to get that look with his teeth, but he crossed his eyes a bit and saw that his muzzle didn't quite wrinkle quite as he had wanted it to- probably another stupid look for the books v
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Post by Pebble on Aug 25, 2016 4:38:11 GMT
Alula flinched. He was so mean right now! The little puff ball felt angry. She yipped at him once, an angry fuzzy ball before turning her back to him angrily. She growled a puppy growl, milk teeth showing slightly as she huffed. No need to be mean Dean!
Fawn laughed at his attempts. "You'll get there Sam. A little more practice, and you should look feirce." She chuckled before turning her attention to Dean. Was he really gonna try that on her. "Not scared, eh?" She raised a "brow" as he puffed up. She lowered her head and stalked towards him, gently nudging Alula out of the way. She puffed up as well, easing her head and tail high along with her ears. Her fur fluffed up, making her look bigger than she really was. "You are too. And instead of saying you aren't, say nothing at all. Because I promise you, there are alot bigger dogs than Sam out there, Dean. And if you say you aren't scared, they'll prove you wrong." Right now she was standing taller than him, trying to look scary.
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Post by Timur on Aug 25, 2016 4:54:51 GMT
Dean Winchester Alula seemed pissed, but Dean didn't care right now. He was more stressed and confused than anything, hidden behind a shield of "not-scared". He wasn't intentionally being mean, it was just the stress. Fawn stalked towards him and his hackles rose, though he wasn't sure why, and he gave a warning growl- he wasn't sure why for that either, it just seemed to be the dog body reacting. "And I've beaten bigger fish in the sea." Dean snapped back, it was his stressed out way of trying to say that he had taken down things bigger than just dogs bigger than him, and that he wasn't scared. Out of defiance his own head and tail rose, trying to prove his point. Sam Winchester Aw come on. He had tried! He made his face back to normal and watched as Fawn went over and Dean got defensive- oh no this wouldn't be good. Sam should do something before a fight or something broke out- he knew that Dean didn't like dogs. "Hey Fawn maybe you should just leave the topic for now." the male said, his own attempt to try and help his brother
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Post by Pebble on Aug 25, 2016 5:03:11 GMT
Fawn narrowed her eyes as he rose taller than her. She smirked. Stressful, Dean was. She could basically see the grey stress hairs growing. "Not all of them." She growled lowly. At Sam's words, she flicked an ear but never broke stance, her own green gaze watching Dean carefully. "Hush Sam. Stay out of this." She barked to him. She never broke stance as she squared her shoulders and backed up some, entering a stare down. "You forgot one." She growled lowly. "Me." She challenged. Yup. A challenge to fight him. That's what he probably needed, to relieve some stress. And if it didn't work, well she would be showing who was boss around here atleast. They needed to listen to her if they were to survive.
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Post by Timur on Aug 25, 2016 15:22:20 GMT
Dean Winchester Oh so Fawn thought she was all that and a bag of chips? Sure she knew how to get around in canine form, but he had been in more hopeless situations before and still come out on top. A snarl formed on his lips- must of been one of those dog things again. "Ypu think you're all that and a bag of chips. Well new flash, you're not. I've taken down much bigger things than you." Dean growled, still not sure where the whole array of dog things were coming from. Sam went over to Fawn, and well he was right, but who was he to back down? Sam Winchester Of course he wanted him to stay out of this. But she just challenged his brother to a fight. He wasn't going to stay out of it. Dean was probably just as clueless as him, and even if Dean was bigger Fawn knew how to fight. No matter who won, it wouldn't end well. Dean didn't seem to see that, so he would go over to Fawns side and tell her "We don't need a fight right now, we need to figure out how to get back to a human form." internally crossing his fingers that she would listen.
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Post by Pebble on Aug 25, 2016 23:46:32 GMT
Fawn waved her tail, not really wanting to back down. She hated backing down from a fight: her entire bloodline, the way she was bred and built, all centered around her fighting spirit. She personally loved to fight, and normally wouldn't back down from one. "We aren't fighting; sparring. Somebody may as well teach you two to fight. Just in case." She made up an excuse. "All teeth and claws on deck, Dean. No powers on my part." She added. Well. Wait. Sam talking reasonable, Dean might listen. "Or are you scared, puppy?" She teased, tensing in case he lunged.
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Post by Timur on Aug 27, 2016 4:34:44 GMT
Dean Winchester Oh so she wanted to call it sparring huh? Oh that son of a bish. Yeah because the first thing you did when magically transformed into a friggin dog was learn to fight. Yep that was totally natural. "Yeah I'm not buying what you're selling." the male said, and deciding that he had enough of dogs for one day turned around and started to trod off to do whatever, sleep probably, and ignoring her jab in the process.
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Post by Pebble on Aug 27, 2016 4:44:10 GMT
Fawnpelt Can you see my scars?
Oh, but it was common sense. Fawn knew what sort of dangers lie out here, and if no body but her knew how to fight... well they were screwed. In fact, Fawn put her nose to the air and reared, smelling for anything out of the normal before sitting down. "Aww come on, pup. You know, it's stupid to wander away from your group out here." Actually. No. He wouldn't listen to that. She rolled her shoulders and set her jaw. "Dean Winchester! You get your ass back here right now, young man!" Huh. It was just like calling her own son back to her when he had decided to wander off. The she - dog rise again to stand, glaring at him. "Sam, would you like to learn how to defend yourself?" She turned briefly to the bigger dog. "Or are you all just gonna put the weight on me when we encounter something dangerous?"
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