[IC] A Peculiar Shift of Events

[Rasindel]

The dog glared back at Morgan, though it seemed to enjoy being scratched upon the head. "I guess you don't like being called puppy. How strange." She said, following the dog inside. Of all of the things that "could have" happened today, this wasn't something that she would've expected. Oh well, she did like dogs. "Did they really have to stick it your noggin?" Morgan reached over and pulled the paper off of her head, crumpled it up, and tossed in the trash. She looked down at the canine, pacing back and forth between the family room and the kitchen frantically. "You smell food, no? Well, I don't really have dog food, but scrap meat would work. You do look hungry. CC? You hungry? That's your name right? CC?" Morgan said smiling. She reached down and scratched the top of the dogs head, right behind her ears. "Don't worry..you'll get food soon enough." Morgan smiled widely, and went to the fridge and pulled out a bowl of basically fresh meat. She opened the backdoor, and slid the bowl outside. "It's all yours."

[HylianRose]

"Did they really have to stick it your noggin?" The woman spoke as she pulled the paper off of Carina's head. That's what I was saying! But no, Kaln likes to be a jerk! Carina huffed, shaking her head slightly as if the paper being gone gave her some relief. The words scrap meat almost made Carina miss the mention of this new name. She stopped her pacing and looked up at the woman and shook her head, barking softly. She tried her best to lean her head down far enough to bite the damned tag but ended up just making herself look stupid. he let out a soft sigh as the woman ignored her and walked on into the kitchen. However, Carina's worries fell away as she smelled the bloody stench of fresh meat. Her eyes shot open as she raced over to the kitchen, sliding around on the slick vinyl flooring because of her claws. She smacked into the counter but rebounded quickly and dove into the bowl of meat, head first. She was starved and her instincts were kicking in. She would have felt embarrassed at sliding around the kitchen, but the only thing on her mind was this mouth watering meat sliding down her throat.

[Rasindel]

"I have way too much food as it is, so you can have your fill, CC." Morgan watched the animal scarf down the meat in between rushed breaths, and smirked ever so slightly. Dogs did always amuse her, but for some reason, she never even thought of getting one. She went to the fridge and pulled out a pitcher of freshly-squeezed orange juice and poured a large glass. "Jeez, you animals really do like fresh meat. It's like you shifted personalities on me or something. Whatever. I'll shut up." Morgan mumbled, slowly sipping on her bright, citrus-odored liquid. She reached a hand up and ran a thumb over her pendant, smoothing over it ever so lightly. It was engraved, but she had no idea what it meant. It was pretty, though. Subtle, yet it radiated quality. "Lucky break, I guess. I don't even have any other jewelry, so this'll have to do." Morgan mumbled, staring intently at the dangling emblem. She chuckled to herself, "Strange day. This ought to be interesting."

[HylianRose]

Once the meat had been devoured, Carina sat on her hind legs and stared up at the woman. She honestly did want to know her name, but Kaln never told her. She'd have to sn-No... She needed to stay for a few nights so the woman wouldn't get suspicious. It irritated her, but it was a logical conclusion. The woman was touching something on her chest, her hand covering it up as she spoke about jewelry. How does a woman not have jewelry? What does this woman do for a living? Nothing? Still, she watched as the hand fell and her eyes went wide at the pendant before her. It was hard to see, but she couldn't make out the details well enough to say if it looked like what Kaln had told her or not. It was so tiny, she couldn't see much of anything. Carina sighed and rolled her eyes before sauntering into the living room, ignoring the woman for now. She looked to make sure the woman was still in the kitchen before she hoped up on the couch and touched the remote with her nose. In a flash, the TV clicked on and people appeared before her. This was definitely much better, though she'd never admit it to Kaln. Even if she had to sleep on this couch, it was better than the old barn she'd been in before. Carina slowly laid her head down on her paws and stared intently at the screen, huffing every second as small chuckles escaped her muzzle.

[Rasindel]

Quickly, Morgan snapped back to reality and looked at the floor where the stray...err....dog was eating. She heard the clicking and clattering of claws on the tile floor and sighed. Cleaning, now? I guess. She got a rag wet with hot water and soap and wiped up the pieces of meat and fat up and sprayed some disinfectant on where the mess was. Getting up she sighed and light-headedness rushed to her head and she almost fell over. "I really should be more careful...." As her hand drifted back up to the pendant, it was made pretty evident that her mind was still on the pendant though. Something about it...was exceedingly strange. It sort of exuded an aura of importance and value, but for the life of her she couldn't find out what it was, or even the purpose of the insignia. Despite the mysteries, Morgan didn't really mind though. Simple things like this always amused her. She let out a big yawn and almost toppled over on herself again. "Damn! That's not good." She huffed out, still clearly dizzy. She went into the living room and sat down next to CC, as an intense wave of exhaustion overcame her. Morgan took off her glasses, folded them up and set them down on the dark wood end table next to her. Bags drooped underneath her eyes and she was bloodshot. Morgan looked horrendous, for a lack of a better term. She sighed again as her stomach began to grumble. Morgan began to shake and her eyes went half lidded as the tall woman began to lose control of her mind. "I haven't slept in like three or four days now...so typical. There's a dog here now? So random...sleep sounds so appealing right now, goodnight CC.." She babbled, letting her head sink into the spongy recliner, her entire body relaxed in an instant. Almost instantly Morgan was asleep peacefully and with a slight smile on her face.

[HylianRose]

Weird-o... Carina sighed once again and watched TV for a while, drifting rather slowly. She didn't realize how tired she was either and when she woke once again, the TV was still going and the woman was still zonked out beside her. Sighing, she lifted herself from the couch and jumped down, deciding to take a shower. The woman probably wouldn't notice anyway. Carina hadn't slept that long, right? She still had a while before the woman woke up. Shifting her weight, Carina jumped down gracefully in an attempt to not disturb the woman. She really needed to give her a name... Maybe... Molly? Kat? Mmm... Heh... I'll call her Missy. She snorted as she walked around the house, exploring it. It didn't take her very long to find a bathroom with a shower. She shifted and the collar loosened around her neck. Turning a head, she looked at her naked body in the mirror, smirking at herself. She'd always been rather adorable, she had to admit to herself. Oh, how the guys had followed her around. ~ She snickered to herself before turning on the hot water. Spotting a radio next to the shower, Carina raised her brows. A smile grew on her face as she turned it on and tuned it to a channel with music she liked. Humming along, she stepped into the shower, the warm water flowing over her soft, pale skin. She bent her head back slowly and let the warm liquid run through her dark red hair, using her fingers to help it along. She found the soaps and such and bathed herself diligently, even going so far as to use Missy's razor, all the while with a big grin on her face. She was enjoying this, immensely. Why had she not thought of it sooner? Get some loser human to do the work for you! Though, it did limit her... but still. This shower was from the GODS. Stepping out after turning the water off, Carina took this chance to use one of the available towels to dry off before shifting back into her wolf form once again, shaking her fur to get the rest of the water off. From there, she padded around the house a bit more, learning where everything was. Soon, she found herself watching TV once again, next to Missy. Slowly, the night dragged on and Carina's eyes got heavier as the hours passed and soon sleep swept over her like a cool breeze.

[Rasindel]

Morgan shifted and groaned throughout her nap, the look on her face was pained. A small tear ran down her pale cheek and splashed down to the well worn leather chair she rest upon. The rain was pouring, and the wind was howling outside as a brutal storm rages above the city almost drowned in the forest. The brick home was silent..and exuded a sad dark feeling that would've penetrated even the most hardened soul. A man lie in a bed, hooked up to a machine that kept him breathing and his heart beating. He was sickly, pale as a sheet, and a half dead look lay in his eyes, piercing through everyone and everything. He beckoned for Morgan to come to his bedside, and he clasped her hand and looked Morgan dead in her bright emerald eyes. "Morgan...come here my dear..." He said before coughing harshly, "My sweet, beautiful granddaughter..." He said squeezing her hand tightly. "You know...I think your beautiful. It's not just the way you look though. It's the way you carry yourself; calm, collected and quietly confident. You're so much like your mother. I love you child...I will always be watching over you." He said, a resigned smile upon his face. "Grandpa, no...you can't go now. Not now, not ever...I can't lose you too. Mom and Dad are already gone...you're all I have left." She pleaded, voice cracked and tears streaming down her face, "Please...." She pleaded again, looking at him. The tears only got stronger.and her pain was plainly evident. The man coughed and hacked before he spoke again, "I know this is hard my dear...but, never forget. You'll always have me here. I'll always be with you. I'm glad your here at my side to let me go. That's what you have to do, let me go." He grumbled out, his words dark, cold, and solemn. "Goodbye, Morgan. I love you child..." He said, as his hand went limp and he took in his last breath. "I love you Grandpa...i'll never forget you and all that you did for me..." Morgan said lowly, her eyes closed, and the same, steady stream of tears ran down her face. Morgan awoke with a startle, and just like in her dream, she began to bawl silently. She ran out the back door, and took a seat on the nearest stump and buried her head in her lap, shaking vigorously. "I...I...I don't want to be alone anymore." She whispered just loud enough for the forest to hear.

[HylianRose]

Carina lifted a brow as she felt the couch move and watched Missy get up and walk over to the back door and exited, in a bit of a hurry too. Carina raised her head and yawned, realizing what time it was. It was like... 2 in the morning and this woman was running outside? She'd catch a cold out there, stupid woman. Carina sighed softly before lifting herself from the couch once more and heaving herself over, to the floor. With a soft pat, her paws connected with the floor and she was padding her way over to the door, which Missy had conveniently left open. With her tail, Carina shut the door behind her as she exited, wanting to save the poor woman on her electric bill. Despite being a loner, Carina knew how that was. She walked over to the woman, who was hunched over, sitting on a stump, crying her eyes out. Carina's eyes narrowed, wanting desperately to hate this woman but finding it harder to do so while she was like this. Bulk up. You're making me feel sorry for you, old hag. Letting out another, rather frustrated sigh, Carina softly walked over to the woman and nudged her head in the area beneath her arm, whimpering slightly to get her attention.

[Rasindel]

"Oh. That's right...i'm not alone anymore....you're here." Morgan said, using her sleeve to wipe away the tears. The woman smiled and stared at CC with a smile on her face, scratching the top of her head. Her eyes bright as ever, she began to speak again. "...Don't worry about me. I've just been alone for a long, long time. I'm glad you came....even if it was unexpected." She said, "Let's get inside. It's cold out here tonight." She walked inside, and her stomach growled. "Hungry? I suppose I can whip us something up real quick." Morgan offered the dog, as she seemed to completely understand her words...which was strange in and of itself. "Chicken sounds good, no? I have some frozen...just let me reheat it." Morgan liked the company, even if it was an inaudible quadruped. "This whole day has been weird, ever since you showed up, puppy...." Morgan mused to herself. Sooner than later, she filled a bowl of food for CC and set it down on the floor. It was filled with chicken and herbs, though the canine would preferably just like the meat. "Here, this is all yours." Morgan sat at the couch and slowly ate her food and as soon as she was done, she felt immeasurably better.

[HylianRose]

Carina watched as the woman wiped her tears. She'd explained to Carina that she was happy she'd shown up. Part of Carina wanted to believe her but part of her knew the cruel truth about humans. Anything different was shunned, murdered even. This woman would not be so thankful if she knew exactly what she had let into her house and what this female wolf's intentions were. Carina followed closely behind the woman, her ears perking up at the mention of food. She turned her head up to the woman, a stupid grin on her face. Seriously, this woman knew how to get an animal to like her, shower them with food. Once inside, Carina walked over to the kitchen and sat down where the bowl had been before, waiting patiently as the woman prepared the meal. Reheated chicken... Sounded gross to her wolf side, but her human side couldn't care less. It was a meal. Able to control her wolf side this time, Carina slowly ate the food, savoring the exquisite tastes of the herbs that blended nicely with the chicken. It'd be awhile since she'd had this kind of meal. Once done, she licked her paws, cleaning her mouth and paws at the same time. Afterwards, she walked over to the woman and placed her head on her knee, trying to get her attention. After all, Carina knew how pets worked. She blinked, her brown puppy dog eyes staring up at the woman. How she wished she could communicate with her. Ask her why she'd been crying, console her. But somehow, she felt that just by being there the woman felt better. After a moment, Carina removed her head from the woman's lap and shook her grey coat, shaking off an itch she'd felt on her back. Snorting a bit, she walked over to the TV, where the fireplace was, and curled up in front of it, content to just stare off in the distance for now. Being a wolf was... really boring. There wasn't much to do. Besides, it wasn't like she could do much else without imposable thumbs and she definitely couldn't shift with this woman around...

[Rasindel]

Morgan was still a bit teary eyed and stuffy from her...er...um...crying episode earlier. She knew that the dog must have been hungry...that or lonely. Dogs are social creatures, they tend to need companionship. CC ate her food rather slowly, taking her time to savor it. Eating like a human would. Strange. "You're an exceedingly strange animal..." Morgan thought to herself, furrowing her brow. Her train of thought was interrupted by a doggy face resting on her knee. Morgan smiled widely, and looked down at the canine straight in the eyes. "I wish you could talk. Then you could tell me what you want, or need rather. Language and species barriers are lame. So lame." She laughed out, glad to have the company, even if all it did was get hair everywhere and eat all the time, she didn't mind. She's been alone in this house for over three years. Sooner than later, she padded away to the fireplace and curled up, looking nice and toasty warm. Oak wood always did burn hotter than the pine that's native to the area. Morgan walked to the television and plopped down on the leather couch, which promptly swallowed her up, basically whole. She snuggled in tight and flipped on the satellite broadcast. She reached a hand over the arm rest and beckoned for CC to join her, it was a big couch after all. "C'mon. Come join me. Keep me warm, CC." She giggled out. "I have a feeling that things are about to get pretty weird around here....in short order." Morgan sighed out internally, just letting her consciousness overwhelm her.

[HylianRose]

Carina opened one of her eyes when she heard the woman beckon her to the couch. Her eyes narrowed. Why would I help keep you warm? Carina huffed loudly and then picked up her head and turned away, her face now facing the fireplace. She wasn't in the mood to play pet anymore. She'd done enough being nice for the day. Now, it was time to sleep the night away. She let out a small soft whimper as she got sleepier and sleepier. Soon, sleep over took her and she drifted. But... to where? Slowly, softly, she fell. She landed on something soft... soft and... cold. Opening her eyes, she spotted a snowy landscape before her. She stood up, looking down to see human feet. How had she gotten here? She couldn't remember... She took in a deep steady breath, fog appearing as she let it back out. Luckily, she had a coat on, and a pretty good one at that. But... What was she doing here? Ring. Hm? Ring. Ring. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a rather nice looking cell phone. Hitting the answer button, she lifted it to her face. "H-Hello?" She answered. "Where ARE you? You like... disappeared on me." A male voice answered, apparently angry. "I'm... sorry?" She replied, confused. "Whatever. See you in hell, bitch." BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. That was rude... Sighing, she walked on, hoping to find something of a road so that she could tell someone where to find her. Because otherwise, she'd only be able to say, Snowy, white landscape. That's about it. Though, as soon as she walked on, the world around her shifted. Suddenly, it was night time, and she was laying in the snow with a huge gash on her leg. Wide eyes, she started screaming, the wound bleeding out into the snow. As she did, her body changed, forming into something, and she blacked out. ...When she woke up she was in front of the fireplace again, jumping into consciousness. She swallowed slightly, her eyes looking over to where the woman had been. She had to hope to god that she hadn't accidentally shifted in her sleep...

[Rasindel]

When the dog denied her she pouted a little bit in her head, but she kept her cool. Strange though, being denied. Morgan wasn't used to that at all. Something she had to work on, for sure. She got up and walked to the nearest closet and pulled out a folded handmade quilt that Morgan made when she was younger. It was black and green, with her family name on it. She smiled at the sight of it and plopped back down on the lush couch and snuggled it, then draped the quilt over her. "At least that oak will burn all night, you should be warm." She said. Morgan wasn't really tired, but she didn't exactly want to bother an animal that she has no knowing of. She clicked on the TV to a random documentary, and began watching it. That was literally the entire reason she watched television in the first place; documentaries. She lusted for knowledge and wisdom...and more or less a strange addiction to history. However, about an hour into her program, the dog started shaking and moving sporadically. Morgan thought it was a dog dreaming at first, so she observed the dog, forgetting about what she was watching. Not ten minutes passed, before something she hadn't expected happened. She....the dog....shifted...er...morphed into a human. "Wait....what?" Morgan thought to herself. She wasn't even scared, she was just utterly dumbstruck and confused about the whole thing. "An actual werewolf. Right here. In my home? This cannot by any stretch get any more strange." She said, furrowing her brow, trying to get a grasp on the situation, however futile that may be. I suppose it should be noted that she was more interested in where she came from and how werewolves come to be. Her moaning and groaning grew ever so more uncomfortable, and at times, it would sound like she was miserable. Morgan knew nightmares all too well. She wanted to comfort the girl..er..wolf..um..you get the picture, but nevertheless she couldn't do anything. Not really the kind of person to take action, y'know? After what seemed like hours, she morphed back into her wolf form and arose. Morgan wasted no time asking just what in the hell happened. "You, missy, have some questions to answer. I saw." Morgan said, lifting and eyebrow. She wasn't mad, but she wanted to meet the real CC...er whatever her name is.

[HylianRose]

Of all the... Carina's mind was running rampant, trying to find a way out of this, cursing herself, wondering about the dream, wondering what the woman had seen exactly. Should... Should she just play innocent? Pretend that maybe the woman was talking about... uh... her bad sleeping habits? Maybe she bit her foot in her dream, right? She lifted her head from the couch and looked over at the woman, innocence written across her face. She tilted her head, as if to say, "Hm? What's wrong?" She stood from her spot on the floor and walked over to the woman, placing her hand on her knee again. Looking up at the woman, she let out a small whimper and nudged her leg with her nose. At this point, Carina didn't know what she was doing. But she did NOT want to assume that this woman had seen her human form.

[Rasindel]

Morgan smirked. She knew that the woman was playing dumb, something that slightly irritated her. As cute as the dog was being, she didn't fall for the trick. "I know what you are. You should probably just shift back and explain yourself, woman." Morgan said solemnly, not wanting to play this game any longer than she had to. "Come on. I don't bite, though you probably do." She giggled out. Still though, Morgan wasn't mad, she was more curious. She wanted to actually meet the person who she welcomed into her home. "I wish to meet the real you."

[HylianRose]

Bah... Carina let out a huff as the woman explained what she knew. Well, there was certainly no hiding now... However, something the woman said struck a chord with Carina and she quickly shifted, ignoring her nudity and glared at the woman. Ruddy fur turned into pale white skin, and dark red hair grew from the top of the wolf's head very rapidly. Before Morgan knew it, an adult female(human) was sitting before her completely nude. "Wolf or human, I am me. You have already met the real me. NEVER say that the wolf part of me is not the real me because it is." She barked, metaphorically speaking, dark blue eyes shooting bullets through the woman's skull. Huffing, she got up from her position on the floor and meandered over to a near by recliner, sitting down with her legs crossed. "Okay... So... You figured it out. You can't possibly blame me for trying. It's not like I meant for you to see that, whatever you saw." She explained in a matter-of-fact way, her nose turned up at the woman. Her face suddenly fell as she turned back to the woman, "And I definitely don't bite humans." She narrowed her eyes for a moment before turning away again. I would never become like HIM. Biting humans, turning them into... THIS. It would take a lot for Carina to admit to being a monster, and it would take even more to convince her she wasn't one. "Anyway..." Carina began, her eyes scanning the room absentmindedly, "Now that I can talk freely, tell me your name. I can't keep calling you 'the woman' forever."

[Rasindel]

Morgan gulped as she glared right into her eyes, cold and lamenting. While the woman was very, very stunning, she was more interested in the whole, y'know, werewolf thing. Strange enough, the whole process of transformation absolutely fascinated. Even so, she couldn't help but stare at her figure for a few seconds, before the woman started to speak. "I-I know. I didn't mean to offend, honest." Morgan spoke, her voice slightly shaky. Was the woman predictable? Of course not, but regardless of that, Morgan was always was to push ones' boundaries. "Alright....thanks for letting me know, I guess." Morgan had no idea what to say, seeing as, well, she's a supernatural and a most likely very dangerous individual. "It was merely a joke, but i'll shut up." Morgan babbled out, trying not to stare at her nude form, but it was proving to be very difficult. "My name?" Morgan mused, "It's Morgan. Morgan Chambers. Now, if you would, please tell me yours. I don't think CC is your name, as adorable as that sounds." She answered. If anything, she wanted to see what the female was capable of. She knew that if the woman wanted to, she could definitely kill her, but for some reason, she trusted her. "....I don't plan on doing anything rash. You fascinate me. Also, please ignore my stares. You're quite fetching, if I do say so myself."