Good Night to Have a Conversation (Emilie Joundblood)

[Ethan]

With her claims of kicking his butt in a race Ethan tried his best to out run her. Naturally his speed in the sky didn't translate to quickness on foot. It was an even match between the two for a while since Ethan got a head start, but she quickly trashed him out of the race. It was sad since he had much longer legs that such a short woman could beat him this bad. It was a long sprint to the hills and it would of left Ethan out of breath if he wasn't so used to exhausting himself like this several times a week. Flying against heavy winter winds was a hard task, this calm night would be a much needed break. Emilie was several yards ahead and leaped into the air, surrounding herself in that familiar light and landed as one of the most brilliant Wolves Ethan had ever seen. It was such a blessing to transform into their natural skin whenever they could. Besides the energy it took the process was virtually painless. She was every bit beautiful in this form as she was in the other, strong and fierce with a good spirit. Ethan enjoyed having her run beside him while they ran, it was invigorating to see her body stride in such perfect motion besides his. It was the dead of night, the moon was in the middle of the sky and no one would be around, leaving their cloths out in the wilderness would be safe enough. While running he set the sack down quick and easy trying to keep the cloths together. Once he was free of that burden and the hill started to slop downwards, Ethan let himself transform mid stride. When the light left his body his long wings stretched out and he quickly launched into the air with a shrill screech to match Emilie's howl. The air rushed across his body and allowed him complete control with every twitch and movement of his wings and tail. It caused such a feeling of pure ecstasy. When high above Emilie, he flew in a broad circle around his new Kelvic hunting partner. Every good fly or run should start with a little play and Ethan wanted to start it off. With another shriek he flew down at the Wolf and curled up his talons into balls and gently knocked them against her body. His personal game of tag just started, after tagging Emilie, he flew a little farther, low to the ground and landed. Spreading his large wings out waiting for Emilie to tag him. The Eagle let out a couple odd laughs if you could call them that. He wanted to see just how good she could pounce.

[Emilie Jongblood]

Watching Ethan soar in the sky was quite a mezmorizing sight. The faint outline of a massive bird high in the dark sky was a sight to see.

As she watched him circle about she herd him screech again. She watched him and he seemed to be swiping down. Emilie thought it wad her right eye just acting up, but as she focused more, she saw he really was swooping down. Emilie tried to skit to a stop thinking he was about to attack her.

She was surprised when she felt his curled up talons graze her back. Looking at him with curiosity she realized he just tagged her. Her eyes followed Ethan as landed on the ground far infront of her. Seeing his massive wings stretched out made Emilie wanna pounce on him. When it hit her. That's what he wanted! Pleasure and excitement coarsed through Emilie.

Slowly, Emilie backed up a good 20 meters. Keeping her eyes on her target she let her instincts take over. Sizing up her 'prey' with her eyes Emilie watched him. Out of no where, Emilie burst into a sprint. Her paws barley touched the ground as she ran so fast that she was a blur. Dust flew past and her eyes stayed locked, but something was off about Emilie.

Her eyes sparked a wild look and real deadly instincts were taking over. Her mind blanked and Ethan to her was a fresh piece of plump meat. Once she was close enough, Emilie lept into the air with outstretched limbs. She snarled and landed on Ethan , her massive paws pinning him.

Her jaws went stright to his throat, and as she went down to bite him, Emilie's ice blue eyes caught sight of his golden ones and she realized what she was doing. She immeaditly got off of him and backed away, ears flat. Large whimpers sounded from her throat and she looked away. Shame was written all over her.

As she stood there in shame her mind began replaying dark images from her past. She tried to shake them from her mind, but it wasnt working. Emilie began whimpering and helping as if she were in pain. She toppled onto the ground and began to roll around on the ground. Leaves and twigs snapped and sprawled every where as she flailed. She was obviously distressed, and she knew Ethan would probably be frightened of her now. She just tried to eat him. How could he forgive her for such A thing?

[Ethan]

Ethan's heart was vigorously pounding, filled with adrenaline as he got ready to dodge out of the way of her pounce. Her look was playful but focused. It was a good thing because Ethan's wings could take him high off the ground in one strong stroke. It took some serious speed to catch any bird off guard. Ethan had no idea this taunting game of cat and mouse could possibly be the last thing he plays. Emilie shot forward and was hardly more than a dust cloud in the night. Her body moved in perfect harmony to optimize her speed. It was an astonishing and Ethan would of doubted his abilities in dodging, if he had time to. His mind cleared and primal instincts kicked in. When push comes to shove instincts and what you have been taught is all you have. The muscles in his wings and legs tensed up preparing to release a surge of energy. Emilie was close enough to attack and Ethan may have waited to long. The second Emilie jumped up, Ethan brought his wings in a downward stroke to get airborne. The twisted look in Emilie's eyes went unnoticed in the heat of it. He was ignorant to the idea someone could snap in a split second. That a friend could become a hunter instantly. When she tackled him to the ground he still thought it was all fun and games. Besides the fact that it hurt like hell, Ethan was having a great time. Proud that she could best him like this. The sound of her vicious snarl snapped him back into reality. The human parts of his mind could never truly replace nature. He was an animal despite all his master's training. That sound and its notes of aggression and blood lust. It was the sound a hunter makes when eating prey. It caused fear to infiltrated every part of his body. Emilie's jaws went for his throat and Ethan struggled with everything he had. Shrieking, pecking, flapping and anything else that could possibly stop his death. As soon as it happened she pulled away from his neck and leap back. More or less Ethan flipped the fuck out and quickly flew back to a safe distance farther up the hill. His body screamed for him to fly into the air and dive back down to slice her into ribbons. She almost killed him and all he wanted was to return the favor. If it hadn't been for his training at being civil he no doubt would have listened to his primal impulses. All Ethan could do was stare at the Wolf. She was soaking in her own shame but he did not care. Fury was the only thing he could feel towards her. Confusion on to why she did this. Disappointment at ever trusting a Kelvic. His master always taught him not to be ignorant like the rest of his kind. He beat the stupidity out of Ethan and made him available to society. Never befriending a Kelvic before, Ethan tried to forget they might not be like him. It was a mistake to learn from. Ethan was ready to leave and fly far away from Sunberth and this creature. He made the mistake of looking at her again. She cried and whimpered as if tormented by the guilt. This was not simply a feeling of remorse. It seemed to consume her body. Emilie was in tremendous pain over it. He could only assume this has happened before in some way or another. Her mood swings and distance weren't just a Kelvic thing. Emilie might be mentally ill, and no matter how bad he was sickened by her, it wasn't her fault. Ethan felt a sort of sympathy for her, she was just like him and suffered the same urges. Ethan was just taught from birth to ignore them, he was lucky in a way. His life was being wasted in Sunberth waiting for his master that was most likely dead. All bonds were broken and it was really a sad hope of his return. Ethan needed someone to bond with or look after. Emilie was starting to look like the second. Even though he was shaken by the situation, something had to happen. Without his help to fit into the world of Human's she would most likely be killed or raped. Tonight at the bar was a perfect example. She needed someone to teach her the fine notes of society. How to charm instead of kill and blend instead of walking pant less into a crowd of drunk men. Ethan never saw how much an animal she truly was until now. Whatever insanity festered inside her mind Ethan needed to help. It was a duty to his kin and new friend. Everything inside of his heart told him to get the hell out of there, to run or kill her. Instead Ethan would be listening to the logic inside of his brain to solve this. With one fluent motion he hopped into the air and used his wings to glide down to Emilie. Within the short distance he gained a decent amount of speed and momentum for his next move. Swooping down he held his talons open and far apart. Smashed into Emilie's side Ethan sunk his claws into her flesh. With wings spread out, Ethan put his face inches from her's, giving a shrill ear splitting high pitched cry. He wanted to let her known this was not tolerated. That she was fucking with the wrong Kelvic, and if she every tried to betray him. These same claws would rip her apart. He was trying to teach her a lesson with some tough love, he made sure to not dig in too deep and cause any major damage. He stayed on top and waited for her to stop this distress. To see if she really understood his message. His deep golden eyes were barring down on her, the slightest sign of disobedience and his beak would tear eyes out. His claws would drill deeper into her body.

[Emilie Jongblood]

Emilie was bewinded by the massive weight of the big bird smashing into her side. Being caught off guard, Emilie fell over and helped in pain feeling the long sharp talons pierce through her thick flesh. She flailed for a moment not knowing what to do, when she caught glimpse of Ethan's face and herd the shrill screech.

Her mind stopped and she stopped moving. She stared at him with a blank look. Emikie stayed this way for quite awhile, until his message of nontoleratoion sunk in. When it finally did, she realized he wasn't going to leave.

With this realization in her mind, her face lit up. She slowly moved forward at a nonthreatning pace, and licked Ethan's feathery face greatfully. Whimpers of gratitude were released and she looked at him apologetically. she didn't mean or want to attack him. Something just came over her.

Feeling the pain of the talons in her made Emilie want to fidget, but Emikie did not dare move. Ethan was boss now, and one false strike, and he'd probably kill her. She didn't want that. Intact that's the complete opposite of what she wanted.

Emilie hoped Ethan would understand. She figured right now, Emilie would have some explaining to do. Amal droplets of salty tears formed at Emilie's left eye, and droplets of bloody tears on the right. She was horribly sorry for what just happened. Feeling ashamed of herself, Emilie gave Ethan a gentle nuzzle with her nose telling him she was sorry.

[Ethan]

Ethan was greatly pleased when she stopped squirming. He felt Emilie understood him now, and knew what can and cannot happen if they would remain companions. Even though the tension seemed to be easing. He did not move an inch until she showed more emotions. This could be a trick to get him calm then she would strike. His mind was completely focused on her next move. She understood that Ethan was not going to kill or leave her. It was a beautiful sight to see Emilie's Lupine face light up when she did realize this. He enjoyed seeing her so happy for him to stay. Staying was his major intention. Staying and making sure she did not go streaking threw the city or end up biting off more than she could chew. Ethan couldn't stay mad for two long and he would simply let this one pass, and kill her the next time around. She understood he wouldn't take shit and that was his main goal. He thought about flying off to let her know they should just hunt. When Emilie started to look terribly sorry for her actions. Ethan didn't let his body show any emotions but he felt particularly forgiving with that look. With animals and Kelvic's alike, emotions and feelings were worn on their sleeve. Seeing her face and the sincerity it held moved Ethan. Emilie was truly sorry and he wasn't going to keep things against her if she really couldn't help it. The fact that she didn't even twitch as his talons were still inside her flesh was impressive. It showed resolve to Ethan. Although when she started to shed tears, his own resolve was starting to crumble. He was about to hop off and place his wings on her as a make shift hug when he noticed something. Blood was coming out of one eye instead of tears. Questions were Ethan's weak point and he tried figuring out why that happened. He had never seen that before and his sympathy quickly turned into worry. He didn't have the means of asking Emilie in detail what happened to her eye. He couldn't risk the loss in energy from changing back into a human just to ask her. Then changing again to continue with the run. It would have to wait til they could talk again. Emilie nudged his cheek and it brought him back into reality. His obsession with figuring things out was pretty strong and could disconnect Ethan easily. It took all his quick thinking not to flip the fuck out when she was close to his face. He knew she was trying to be nice and he personally didn't want to freak them out any more than needed. Ethan rubbed his feathery face up against Emilie, a small show of affection to show he understood and accepted the apology. His claws eased off and he wrapped his wings around the Wolf's body. It was a heart warming scene that few people would ever see. When Ethan felt the sentiments were established and they both understood this situation was to pass them by. He distanced himself from Emilie, lifted his wings up, out and brought them down with a whoosh. Keeping air born was simple for his large wings. Ethan hovered in the air above Emilie. Letting her know he wasn't just leaving. With a high pitched scream Ethan began flying deeper towards the hills and away from the city. It was time to start this hunt already. What happened still shook him a little on the inside but Ethan was trying to let it slide and keep a watchful eye. It would be a long time before he trusted her fully. Ethan wasn't planning on going any where so it was fine with him. One thing stuck out above the rest for Ethan was his heart gaining a heavy feeling of guardianship over Emilie. She needed to be taught and he was the right Kelvic for the job.

[Emilie Jongblood]

When Ethan nuzzled Emilie back, joy and warmth surged through her. Knowing he accepted her apology made Emilie want to explode with ecstasy, but she held it all back. Now wasn't the time to get all crazy on Ethan. So, Emilie let out a sigh of joy.

Feeling his claws retract from Emilie's flesh made her body relax. There was some throbbing pain from the open wound, but nothing to much for her to handle. She was struck with surprise though when he wrapped his wings around her in an animal kinda hug. If it wasn't for he fact that Emilie was in her wolf form, she'd be blushing. Having someone show her any form of affection was fairly new to her.

She watched Ethan take off into the air and hover over her. It was obvious that this hunt was not over. As he screeched, Emilie howled in harmony. She took off running right after him. They ran farther and farther from the city, and Emilie kept her eyes on Ethan for any signal he saw signs of prey.

Emilie was glad Ethan was going to stick around. She needed another person in her life; let alone a Kelvic. She knew he was probably not very trusting of her, but who would be after their friend tried to kill them. She wanted to make it up to him. If only she knew how. If she was ever goof to stay with this man in the long run, she'd have to find a way to control her dark side.

[Ethan]

After a sweet show of affection Ethan flew off. The search for food was a long but would be worth it. He wasn't used to searching for living targets and his mind wasn't in the right place to find them. Ethan was still worried about what would happen next between himself and Emilie. Sparing her life and accepting to protect her was a huge step. It was hard to focus on anything else. Still... The wind was invigorating as it rushed beneath his wings and tail feathers. On land his body felt clunky and he had to hop and hobble around places. Flying reminded him just how perfect his animal form was. He was in complete control down to the slightest change in course. Nothing beat the scenery though. The moon hung over head lighting everything he could see. The hills below had a wonderful silver tint to them as he searched for prey. Emile was trailing far below. Ethan was high up to get any sight of prey. He loved watching her run. She looked so free and happy, its hard to believe what just happened. With that thought the fears and worries came back. Tonight was not a good night for a hunt. He needed a battle plan to control her animal urges. He still had no idea whether these urges were psychotic or not. Either way it would not be easy and Ethan missed his master all the more. He controlled Ethan so this would have been easy for him. Trying to stay focused he scanned the area again. It still looked barren down there. The eyes of any bird could pick up the slightest movement but it almost seemed as if the animals knew he was coming. There was something the more he payed attention. Ethan could hardly see it from the corner of his eyes but it defiantly was movement his eyes naturally picked up on it. All it took was a slight shift of his head to get a view of whatever was moving. Ethan did not want to miss this perfect opportunity for prey. His Wolf would be Hungary soon and needed to be fed. He tilted his great wings to the right and gently flew towards the animal, Lowering his altitude to get a better glimpse. After a couple moments of flying, gliding more or less. Ethan was seeing it perfectly clear. It was an animal of sorts. Looked similar to a deer but it was skirting along the far side of a hill and was hard to see exactly. Either way the chase was on for anything bigger than a rat. It was the best chance for food and Ethan wasn't taking it lying down. Gliding could give him hours without feeling tired but wouldn't get him anywhere without a decent wind current. Ethan beat his wings and gained some good speed. The creature was too big to be frightened by any bird. Which was a very big mistake because Emilie would certainly be hot on his tail. A devious plan formed in his mind. Emilie would be coming in head on but this creature could be running far away by the time she is up that hill. It took only a minute or two before he had circled around the prey. He was coming in the opposite side of Emilie. His plan was to scare it away and towards the Wolf. Ethan folded his wings into his body half way and nose dived towards the creature. He was aiming to be a couple hundred feet behind the animal and have plenty room to fly above the animal. When he was low enough to the ground he unfolded his wings, leveled out and screeched as he came straight at the animal. His plan was working wonderfully. His Wolf would have been alerted and this creature now identified as a deer. Was scared shit less and running right towards Emilie. With his job done Ethan flew behind the animal a good distance away but close enough to scare it further. They were climbing up the hill and were almost reaching the top. Emilie should be here any moment and Ethan would fly off while she got her fun out. They made a beautiful pair and he was painfully aware of this now.

[Emilie Jongblood]

Emilie could tell t was a good sized deer. Just by the scent and the sound of it's thudding hooves as it sprinted away from Ethan and twords herself. Keeping herself still and pressed to the ground, she waited for the deer to reach the top of the hill.

She had only waited a second or two when the head of the deer badly poked over the top of the hill, and not a millisecond later, Emilie had launched her body off the ground. Her jaws snapped shut on the deer's juggular, and the weight of Emilie's body slamming into the deer knocked I clean over.

Emilie was snarling and her eyes were wild and dark. The deer squirmed and panicked, trying to breath, but everytime it did, Emilie acted as a constrictor, and bit down harder. She was very excited and joy pulsed through her as her prey slowly began to stop moving. The coloration of its eyes were fading, and the deer finally stopped. All fell silent. Slowly, Emilie released her grip from the throat and began to lick the blood off her massive chops. It was nice, warm, and had that wonderful metal taste.

She howled into the night air announcing her kill. Hunting was the one thing that emilie truly loved, and was frighteningly good at. She looked at the approaching Ethan and sat down in such a way that showed he could have first dibs on what he pleased.


Normally a wolf would not ever let another had first pick at it's kill, let alone another creature, but this was differnt. To her, Ethan was like her pack leader, a master in a way. What he said goes and there was no arguing. Plus, she owed him for trying to take his life.

[Ethan]

Ethan flew up a little higher from the slope of the hill and landed a couple feet away from the two animals. He didn't want to be mistaken for prey. The plan worked perfectly as Emilie and the deer collided on top of the hill. It was a beautiful thing to see that animal taken by total surprise. It had no idea what was coming for it and realized its errors as the Wolf's jaw clamped around its neck. Nature took it's course in weeding out the weak and feeding the strong. It was certainly a disturbing image seeing Emilie rip it's throat out happily right after she almost murder him. Ethan almost wanted to look away but it was better that creature killed than him. Also this must be taking away the urge of killing and Emilie should be good for a while. When she sat down in an obedient fashion Ethan couldn't help but feel she was giving him a position of power in her life. When you spend almost all your time gliding effortlessly threw the sky. You get plenty of time to observe other creatures and people. Which is exactly what Ethan did when he was in his natural form. One thing he noticed right away from Wolves was they were heavily into pack order. One Wolf reigns above the rest and that was that. So when she let him decide to eat first it was a big gesture. Ethan felt nice about this, his role as a mentor for the Kelvic was a little more in place. All things had to end in life but hopefully this would last a little while. Ethan hardly ever ate gushy meat, his diet almost solely consisted of bones. His strong stomach dissolved them and fed him for weeks. It would be Emilie's job to take the meat, he had no use for it. When everything was striped bare he would fest. Since this process may take some time Ethan didn't see any point in staying in his animal form. Unlike many Kelvics if not all of them. He wasn't entirely comfortable being in one form too long. He had been whipped into conforming and adapting into human society. His master wanted him to be much more than just a Kelvic. A flash of white light surrounded Ethan and he was back into human form. “I eat only bones when in that form. Once you have stripped all the meat away then I will eat. Til then I'll happily watch you and be naked” He laughed as he realized all his clothes were miles away. Sitting on the cold wet grass was a nice feeling against his bare skin. He was a foot or so behind Emilie and was perfectly fine with watching her eat. It was relaxing in a way and exciting when he knew it wasn't gonna be him.

[Emilie Jongblood]

Emilie watched Ethan change in curiosity. Should she have changed as well? She wondered.

When Ethan was back in his human form, Emilie's eyes wandered his nude body. She blinked and shook her head forcing herself to focus. When he told her she would have to eat first, she took a bow before him, and then turned around to gorge in the meat.

Her long canines tore into the flesh of the dead deer. Blood dripped from the piece of meaty flesh Emilie tore off, and she guzzled it down without chewing. Blood stained her muzzle, and she kept divin her nose into the carcas to tear off large chunks of meat.

Emilie found that a chunk of meat was being difficult to tear off. She clamps her massive jaws down hard on the flesh and shakes her head vigorously. Loud snarls and growls sounded from her chest. The meat wasn't coming off. Emilie gave one lag heaving tug, and the meat tore right off. Emilie swallowed it and continued to gorge.

The taste of blood and fresh meat in Emilie's mouth was grealy enjoyable. She made happy growls as her famished stomach was being filled with good meat. Once she was full she'd practically eaten the entire body of meat off he deer. Emilie was satisfied with her meal.

She looked at Ethan and walked over to him. In a flash of light, Emilies body was engulfed. the next moment, she was in her symbol human form. Blood has stained her mouth and lips. "Your turn." She smiled at Ethan and looked at the deer.

Emilie gently layer in the grass waiting for Ethan to eat. This niht had been a good one, though she was getting cold. Emilie would need cloths or a fire soon. Even fur couldn't keep her warn that long.