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Westie watched in awe as the girl started stripping in front of him. She was unlike any girl he had ever seen and couldn't wait to get to know her better. Her confidence was intoxicating. He was busy staring at her when a cold muzzle pushed against his chest and he heard a growl coming from a red wolf in front of him. At first he was slightly startled but his initial fear gave way to anger and a defensive growl of his own. Without any control or thought in the matter he transformed. It hurt like hell but it was reactionary as he then stood larger than life, a black wolf with small white symbols in his fur on his shoulders and rear legs. He lowered his head and growled with his teeth bared at the red wolf. He may be new, and might not have total control over himself but he wasn't going to let himself be pushed around.

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As soon as Hannibal saw Westie's eyes take on that golden hue, she phased. It was lightning fast. The red, white bellied wolf leaped over him and she stood in front of the new male, her teeth bared at him. Golden eyes looked back to Hank and she snarled at him. He should have known better. Even so, Hannah knew he hadn't know they had a new wolf in their midsts. Her attention returned to the black wolf before her. He was bigger than her, but she gave him a warning snarl. Her hackles raised and her tail fur bristled. Hannibal looked sleek yet dangerous in her wolf form.

Faust didn't mind if Hannibal showed off a little, and really, it was nice to just sit back and watch someone else do the explaining. He finished off the last of the cereal box, tipping it back to get even the little bits of marshmallow dust and crumbs. He didn’t imagine Kayle would be particularly happy about him hogging the entire thing, so Faust decided he’d pay him back later (though he wasn’t sure exactly how).

The newcomer burst into a flurry of fur and Faust reacted immediately. His hole riddled shirt, which had been on its last legs anyway, ripped apart as the alpha’s body reformed itself. His transformation was smooth and fast, though it would have seemed rather grotesque to the average passerby. His lips curled back into a feral snarl and his eyes narrowed. Faust was now eye to eye with West. “Watch yourself,” he warned ominously, putting himself between the red and black wolves.

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Hank bared his teeth at the hostile newcomer, letting loose a blood-curdling snarl. Apparently the little bugger had taken offense at the inspection, and he would be damned if he'd let this pipsqueak knock him down farther. He stepped forward, stiff-legged and with tail held erect, ready for a fight. He was an Omega, but that didn't mean that newbies got to push him around, and he figured he had about thirty pounds and a few inches on this guy. It wouldn't be easy, but he was confident he could take him down on his first day changed.

Before he could take a second step, Faust was facing down the newbie and Hannibal was giving him the Evil Eye. Hank whined an apology at her, backing up, tail down, head lowered. He could wait, but if that new kid tried anything on him he'd tear...

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Westie's mind raced with confusion at why he was getting the stare down but quickly realized that he was in their home and the red wolf was their friend. His eyes started from Faust to Hannibal then to the red one. He cared not for Faust though he did want to make a good impression on Hannibal. His growl softened while his hackles lowered and his lips revealed less and less of his teeth. He knew he was outnumbered and even if he could tear the red wolf limp from limp the other's would take his head and that was something that just did not interest this pitch black wolf.

Without turning a second glance to Faust he looked into the eyes of Hannibal and stopped growling completely. He had apparently worn out his welcome before he had even gotten any real answers so he did what he thought was right and proceeded, still as a wolf, to leave the house. He softly stepped past the other and maneuvered out of the doorway and into dusk.

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Hannibal let Westie pass by her. She sighed in her wolf form and followed after him. The female licked Hank's muzzle before she chased after Westie. The red wolf easily caught up with the black one. She got in front of him and looked back at the house with a loud whine. Hannah wanted him to go back. Being so young, she wasn't able to speak in her wolf form like Faust was. Even so, she looked back at the house and then to Westie.

Hannah licked his muzzle in friendship and went back to the house. He could make up his mind and come back. He was welcome, but he would have to watch himself from now on. As Hannibal entered in the door, she shifted back to her human form. All that remained of her clothes was enough cloth to cover her chest and her her pants were rather short shorts now. "Well shit..." Even with so little clothing on, Hannah went and sat on the couch with a heavy sigh.

Hank came out of his room in human form, wearing just a pair of loose cargo pants and a black shirt. He went back downstairs and saw Hannibal on the couch, wearing next to nothing. He decided he should go talk to her, since she was the only one even halfway friendly to him in the pack and he didn't need her against him as well. He walked over with his head low, chin nearly touching his chest, making himself small so as not to make her think he was heading over to get on her case.

"Mind if I sit here?" He asked this while pointing at the hardwood floor in front of the empty couch space.

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Hannibal shrugged. "Sure Hank. I don't care." She was still slightly upset that he had done something so stupid, but she wasn't the one to punish him, if he would be. The female just laid her head back and rubbed her temples. She had a pounding headache from phasing so quickly. "Faust...Do we have any of that Tylenol left?" With her metabolism, she would have to take three times the recommended amount, but it wouldn't be the first time that she would have done this.

Westie was shocked by Hannibals pursuit and even further shocked at her licking at his face. He didn't understand why but it seemed as if she wanted him to stay, even after the hostility that had been shown between him and one of her friends. Without knowing anything about being a werewolf he figured it best to re-enter the house and learn as much as possible before striking out on his own. He slinked back toward the house, though he did not lower his tail. As he got closer he saw Hannibal transform back into her human form with barely any clothes at all covering her body.

When he approached the doorway he looked around before entering to ensure that noone had waited to ambus him. He moved slowly over to the cough where Hannibal was sitting, getting as close as he could without interfering with anyone else. He sat down and sighed while resting his head on the couch next to her.

He thought about transofrming back into a human but without clothes he figured he was better off as is, not to mention the fact he didn't know how. Becoming a wolf was instinctual as he didn't even think about it but changing back would be challenging.

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Hank didn't sit, and watched as Westie sat next to Hannah. He could see the newbie didn't want to shift back, so he said, "Wait here, I'll get you something to wear." He turned to go back upstairs, and once in his room he pulled out some of his overlarge clothes. The pants might not fit, but only a horse would be too big for the shirt. He also grabbed a bottle of aspirin from his bedstand. It was still half full, and he figured the guy would probably have a raging migraine from shifting like that. Once back in the living room, he tossed the clothes on the arm of the couch next to the wolf and shook the pillbottle noisily at him.

"Here, I got you some stuff. Hannibal, you need some aspirin too, or did'ya get some tylenol?"

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