.Under.The.Full.Moon. [The Wolf Pack]

Here we are again
I feel the chemicals kickin' in
It's gettin' heavier
I wanna run and hide

Was she insane? Did she really have no sense? What was she doing at that place? As the young woman padded through the forest, she began having second thoughts. No, that was ridiculous; she never had second thoughts. Pft, that was a lie as well. Lynn Prynx was a woman of doubt, a woman who could hardly trust anyone anymore. What else was to be expected from someone who had run away from home on her own volition? Of course, she believed that her parents were out to get her so technically they were the ones who drove her away.

And yet she found herself attempting to be in the presence of humans. This was supposed to be different, though; when she had read the notice, she assumed it was going to be different. She hoped that was the case, because the last thing she wanted to be around was humans. Humans…how they disgusted her. It was not really disgust she supposed but more of a dislike towards them. They always pushed her away and even though she would make her way to push past those boundaries, they always pushed her back again and again. It always hurt. A lot.

If this did not succeed, Lynn did not know what she was going to do with humanity. It seemed like a stupid idea as she was so resolved against humans, but what type of a lynx would she be if she did not give others another chance? It would be worth it if they managed to work as a pack, if they all benefited from the acts of each member. That was how Lynn broke it all down. It was never about the personal gain but the gain for the community. Lynn just never found a time or place that she felt would benefit all. There would always be some factor that would manage to fight against Lynn and she would succumb to that fight, not because she was weak but because it was the right thing to do for the community.

A soft purr from the back of her throat ran through her body, allowing her to relax a bit. It always felt nicer when she could be in a comfortable state, even if she was in an uncomfortable setting. It wasn’t like the forest was a bad place to be; it was just a lot better if she could be by the mountains. But with her technical human anatomy, living in the mountains was too difficult for her so she resolved the problem by staying in the forest, sneaking back to District 1 if she really needed to. The only thing that really irked her was the fact that there were humans around the forest as well and some animals she would rather not be in company with. Canines for example, those were some tricky animals. She supposed it must not have been too bad though, for she had seen other felines act more aggressively than she would have. Still, the only good aspect about canines was they were carnivores too. Which meant they could at least help with hunting if she was willing to let them anywhere near her.

Her steps became much quieter as she neared the meeting place. Doubt once again managed to occupy Lynn’s thoughts, her whole body posture changing to fit the scenario. She didn’t trust any of these other members any more than she did her family. They were human…but different. At least that was what the request said. It was looking for those who were different, those who…trusted other instincts. And Lynn believed that she was one of them. Of course, it did not please her that others thought the same way as she did, but she could still be special in her own way. After all, how many of them could move around like she did?

Her first instinct was to duck behind a tree which was what she did. The clearing was in sight, about 4 trees ahead and 2 trees to the left. There was a young man, a few years her junior. Big build, strong posture…Lynn pushed back her hair to reveal her odd ears and listened. Everyone told her that there was no possibility that anyone could listen to air, but Lynn would always try to prove them wrong. As a little girl, she would tell everyone to stop moving so they could hear it as well. But as she grew up, she learned that everyone else had a hearing problem and could no longer hear the secrets of the air.

There was the standard beating of the heart, but it was a loud one, indicating a strong heart. Whether it affected his personality was beyond Lynn’s reasoning; she only listened. There seemed to be a humming aspect as well, but for some reason, a hummingbird was not popping up into her mind. She just could not put her finger to it, a limit to her ability. She listened some more, hoping to gather more pieces as she waited. Finding no other indicator (the young man knew his places in the forest), she decided it would be time to face her fear.

She made her way quietly in between the trees before finally stopping by the edge of the clearing. As she considered the consequences of taking that next step, she sucked in a big breath and decided to take that risk anyway. One step that was going to potentially alter her path and she was taking it. She made no sound as she stepped into the clearing, even the soft purr was gone. Instead, she stared. Now that she had a closer look on the man in front of her, she could come up with a better impression. Of course it was no way of learning his soul, but it was much better than a vague assumption most would have settled for. He was tall, much taller than she was. If they were in a fight, Lynn could expect strength and power on his side. But he was also muscular meaning there was more bulk to move. Considering that they were still in the fight scenario, Lynn might have had a chance if she used skill well enough. But she was not here to fight him, just to meet him. There were supposed to be others, but they must not have arrived yet for she could not see them. And she relied on her eyes quite a bit.

Her attention was back onto the man. She gave him a nod, wondering if it was necessary to speak at all. But of course it would be necessary; there needed to be some form of communication. It was only a pity that they would have to rely on this form.

“Hello,” Lynn’s voice cracked. It had been a while since she last spoke, a few days of not speaking had managed to place a toll on her voice. She cleared her throat, shaking her head and closing her eyes while doing so. “Lynn. I’m Lynn.” She concluded her introduction with more silence, using the time to observe the young man who stood before her. She was supposed to know his name but for some reason, it just wasn’t coming up. Oh well. I’m sure he’ll say it again, she reassured herself, almost positive that he would introduce himself as well. Or was it reintroduce? Lynn wasn’t quite sure.

Oh, oh
I want some more
Oh, oh
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight.

The air…the air moved again. While Lynn had been waiting for a response, she could hear the air shift. But her eyes did not dare to lose focus; it was probably just another member. But this shift was alive as Lynn could hear another beating heart, smaller than the one in front of her. A woman…or a girl. Finally, Lynn trusted herself enough to look. For some strange reason, she could not comprehend why there were so many young eager to escape. Granted she was not that old herself, but this girl looked like she should be in school. She seemed to be a strange girl anyway, though, so Lynn waved it off. It would be another worry for another time.

The young man begin speaking, introducing himself first. It was a good thing he had; Lynn was about to resort to calling him “the young man”. Wolfe…either his parents were really drunk or they had no sense whatsoever. No parent would name their kid Wolfe unless they had other intentions. Lynn shook her head; maybe there really was less hope in humanity than she had given it. She had to bring herself back to Wolfe’s introductory speech.

So he was a District 1 resident as well. Or he once was. From the sound of it, his hatred for humans seemed to eclipse Lynn’s, a thought she never thought was imaginable. She could highly bet that the other girl would be even worse than Wolfe, though. The poor girl seemed so antisocial, Lynn wondered how in the world she survived at her home district. Chances were that was the reason why she left, but Lynn would never know that unless that girl said it for herself. So Lynn kept to her speculations.

Her eyes then took her to the three wolves with Wolfe. Interesting how Lynn had managed to neglect the three canines in front of her. Instinctively, she gulped at the sight of them. Her dislike for canines was small compared to her dislike for humans; nevertheless, she still saw them as threats. Any other time she would have been running far away, away from those brutes. Even Wolfe’s assurances that they were friendly and would not harm them did little to calm Lynn’s fear. She kept to her position, though, knowing full well the only way to prove herself was by showing that she could be trusted and by fleeing, that would do nothing for her. This whole group was based on trust, something Lynn could not provide but could at least attempt. So while she would always keep a third eye on the “friendly” canines, she would focus on the supposed leader.

Kill. The word rang through Lynn’s head. Yes, she had no problem wrecking havoc. As for killing though…No. It would only be the right thing to do. Why should she care about their well-being if they didn’t care about hers? They couldn’t kill any kittens though; that would have been immoral. But as Wolfe presented the target in front of the group, Lynn knew that they would be handling with no kitten. No, this girl was full-grown, far past the age of being a small child. She did not know this girl who was a mere two years younger than she was, which meant that she would have to scout this girl before they could do anything else. What had Wolfe said? She had dropped out of future schooling, meaning she would not be considered an asset to the residents of District 1. If they could do it right, no one would even know.

Lynn stared at the picture, burning a mental image in so she could be on the look-out for the girl. After all, it would not be wise if she mistaken someone else as the target. She looked up at Wolfe and gave him a nod. All she needed now was to know exactly what to do. She was extremely capable when it came to finding out more information about someone, always listening to the words that were free in the air. Nighttime would be optimal, but if they were on a tight schedule, Lynn supposed she could hurry it up. And what if Wolfe did not want her to scout but rather do the attacking herself? She knew it would be highly unlikely since that was not her specialty but there was always the possibility.

Another purr went through her body as she looked up at Wolfe, trying to hype herself up for whatever job she was sent to do. It always took a little bit of convincing, namely getting into her true instincts, in order to start but once she was there, all it took was one little command whether it was from her or someone else. She blinked once before looking at Wolfe directly in the eye. “What do you need me to do?”