StarfrostedFox

Heads and Tails (Ravenhuffle x AutumnFrost)

A modern day Romance between Quite an unlikely pair ~ this is a story between Ravenhuffle and myself!

The Way Of Wolves

Hutch instinctively stiffened as the she wolf rose to her paws, watching her carefully as she shook out her midnight fur, though his shoulders relaxed somewhat as she regarded him with a thoughtful expression and a swish of her tail before taking a few deliberate steps backwards. As soon as she bowed her head, The confusion he had begun to feel at her actions vanished as quickly as if someone had popped the emotion like a bubble. He hadn't been anticipating her changing in front of him, but had to hold back the self directed snort of derision at the simple fact that he hadn't expected the obvious. How else was she going to be able to tell him who she was? Draping his head across his forepaws, the white and black wolf listened in silence at the familiar snap and pop cacophony that accompanied the change, making a concerted effort to focus his gaze into the forest to give her what privacy he could offer.

As the heavy panting morphed into The sound of a set of human lungs working and the painful creaking quieted, Hutch found himself counting slowly to twenty before readjusting his head and focusing his white blue gaze on the young chestnut haired woman just straightening from a prone position and crossing her arms across her chest. She was rather pretty, he couldn't help but admit that, The way she had cut her hair to frame her face and The rounded shape of her eyes, but part of him quietly wondered if he was just thinking that because she was the first female werewolf he had seen since his sister had survived the change. No... There was a certain beauty to her face, even if he hadn't been so obviously aware of her supernatural status.

"I am Sophia." She said when she had finally caught her breath, immediately causing his ears to perk as he listened attentively. "Second in Command of the Colorado City Pack. Who are you?"

Ah yes, she had inevitably asked the question Hutch had seen coming from the moment he had realized she was transforming. Of course, that would mean he was obligated to revert to his human form as well if he intended on giving her a response... Staring quietly at Sophia for several long seconds, Almost as if he were stubbornly going to stay laying down, the Big wolf finally released a long sigh before rising to his paws and giving his own shaggy coat a shake. Stepping back, he lowered his head and closed his eyes in concentration, gritting his teeth together as the uncomfortable prickle that preceded the change spread throughout his body.

Amid the popping of his own joints, the cracking of his bones, and the squirm of muscles as they shifted and readjusted, Hutch tried to absorb The information that had been given to him, tried to comprehend why the second of a city pack would come out into the woods on her own. He could feel it when the fur receded into his skin, when the tail shrank away into nothing, and when his thumbs popped back into place on his hands, pain prickling over his raw skin as he was the one now panting into the dirt, and he took a moment to collect himself and his humanity before pushing back from the ground and folding his legs beneath him as he sat. Hazel eyes slowly opening to focus warily on Sophia, Hutch courteously propped his elbows on his thighs, draping his arms across One another to conceal anything that might be embarrassing to her.

"...Hutch." He at last responded in a smooth baritone, answering her question simply. "I'm part of the Snowden Moutan Pack." He almost lifted one of his hands to gesture back over his shoulder at the looming mountain range behind him, but caught himself at the last moment just as the muscles in his shoulder twitched to follow through with the action. After all, he wasn't sure how touchy city wolves were about nudity. "So Sophia... What brings you to the forest?" Alone, He added mentally, highly curious about her answer but trying not to show it on his face.

Secret of the Storms (themadhatter420 x AutumnFrost)

Twilight Felt relieved at Rarity's proclamation, trying not to focus on the slight irritation from missing out on one of Pinkie's parties. Ah well, that was all part of being a princess, right? Nodding her head in agreement, she took a step back and looked towards Applejack. "I'm counting on all of you. Good luck." Powerful energy gathered around her horn, The spell building up to an intensity, before there was a flash of brilliant light and the two of them vanished in a teleportation spell.

"Excuse me." Another voice spoke up, the owner The other pony that had been standing with Eclipse. He was another male, Though a Pegasus this time, but was still as darkly colored as the unicorn. Primarily a deep blue in his body, his long mane and tail stood out vividly in a lighter shade of blue, though his eyes were a startling contrast of bright orange. On his right flank, His cutie Mark similarly stood out in a vivid contrast as a pair of white wings creating an almost perfect circle encompassing three falling leaves, two of which were a similar shade of orange while the other was a bright red. He smiled politely as he approached, taking a moment to glance at each of them. "I'm sorry to but in. I am Navystorm. I was hoping I could accompany you into town. You see, I'm one of the other volunteers and I was hoping to get the chance to prove myself before I'm ousted from this little adventure. Would you mind terribly if I tagalong? Who knows, you might end up wanting to take me and my brother along with you."

Looking a little startled and thoroughly embarrassed, which wasn't unusual, Fluttershy shuffled her hooves A little before glancing at the others. "oh, umm... I'm fine if he wants to come with us."

"me too! Why not give him a chance to run the gauntlet?" Pinkie agreed enthusiastically, giving the strangers an intense stare.

Portals to the Nether (Hekazu x AutumnFrost)

A small jump ran through Elma's muscles as the book was unexpectedly slammed shut, her hand instinctively flying to her belt as if expecting to grasp a sword hilt, But of course, she had courteously left her weapons behind at the inn she was staying at, So her hand fell on smooth leather instead. But just as quickly as she had reacted as if to a threat, the voice put her concerns back in perspective, the overreaction giving color to her cheeks with embarrassment. She was glad the speaker was out of view, it would give her time to get rid of the blush before she came face to face with anyone. Listening as the steps receded, the elf released a long sigh, leaning her back against one of the nearest bookcases and tilting her head back against a shelf. At least it appeared that she had located Matthias accurately in any case.

By the time that the footsteps could be heard again, Elma had managed to get the color back to normal in her cheeks and had even begun to Peru's the titles of the nearest books, once again running her fingers over the soft leather spines. She tilted her head up though at the sound of a new voice, one which she hoped belonged to Matthias. Straightening up, she pivoted around just in time to see a man coming around one of the bookcases, a shorter dwarf following close behind him. Feeling a little more chagrined at the staggered difference in all of their heights that she couldn't quite suppress before the thought crossed her mind, Elma held back an impulse to sigh as she focused on the human.

"I am indeed The one who was searching for you. Greetings Master Matthias. We have not been formally introduced thus far. I am called Elma Telthris." she responded, pressing a fist respectfully to her chest and giving a small bow. "my apologies on interrupting your work, but I have a message for you that is of the utmost importance." As she said this, Elma unfastened the latch on her message satchel and slid her hand inside, locating the unopened envelope and offering it to the librarian. "The sender is someone you might know. The king." She added, a smile twitching up the corners of her lips.

Of Men and Elves (Siaya-Dragalorn x AutumnFrost)

Watching the young man's face silently as the light in his eyes went from shock to incredulity, Aeylisia tried not to sigh with The irritation that she felt spark to life within her. How could he not believe the evidence that was in front of his eyes? But then she caught herself, smothering the anger before it could be stoked into a real flame. She should be grateful that he didn't fully Believe what she was. What had he called it... A fairy tale? Well, she was going to let him believe fanciful stories for as long as she could. Perhaps in doing so, she would be set free... But even as she came to this conclusion, she could already see acceptance beginning to color his expression. Unable to hold back another sigh that threatened, Aeylisia let The soft sound escape through her lips as she slumped back against the net wearily, allowing her hands to slip from the rope and down into her lap with resignation.

That was about the time that the manticore howled.

Back stiffening with alarm, Aeylisia turned her gaze towards the woods, staring into the shadows as she attempted to spot the creature before it could spot her, a tasty meal conveniently wrapped up and unable to get away. She wasn't entirely sure if the human could use the bow he wielded, she wasn't about to bet her life on that knowledge, but if he ended up turning tail and running, she wouldn't stand a chance of escaping. Whether that was from the approaching manticore or the net, it all came down to the same thing. Before she could entirely wrap her head around this idea and make a fresh attempt at begging for her release, The man was warning her not to run, promising an arrow in her back should she try. She could feel the incredulous laughter bubbling up in her throat, just on the point of escaping her mouth, when the net suddenly dropped to the ground, taking her with it to land with a heavy thump, effectively knocking the sarcastic remark about her running being impossible while imprisoned within his trap out of her. For a moment, the elf lay stunned, cheek pressed against the ground, before her mind caught up with what had happened and she released a gasp. He had released her from the tree, The net falling loose around her. But why?

"Wait," she breathed, struggling to get to her hands and knees as she looked up towards the human. "You cannot be thinking of facing the creature single-handedly? I fear that I will perish along with you should you fail. I was not attempting to deceive you with my weariness, I am truly weakened at this time. Please, let me help you," She pleaded, flinching as the monster's cry sounded louder than before. Her throat felt dry at the idea of being left in such a vulnerable position. Her legs felt weak from her extended run as she stood shakily, hating to have to admit to her weakness to the man, but she had managed to come to a rough conclusion as she lay momentarily on the forest floor. They were both in danger, at risk to losing their lives from a hungry manticore, and they would either fail separately, or have a chance of succeeding should they work together. "I will not run, I do not have the stamina for that, but I have strength enough to be of use against the manticore. Let me help you. Please."

The Way Of Wolves

Just as Hutch was finally beginning the process of loosening the tension in the muscles lining his neck, there came a soft exhalation from somewhere within the trees that had his eyes snapping open and immediately scanning the fringes of the woods, ears perking forward. He waited there for the space of what felt like a dozen heartbeats, on tenter hooks for the appearance of a set of gold eyes... Or a flash of red and white fur... Anything to tell him that Cassidy had come sneaking after him to make sure that he was actually checking the border. Which he wasn't, but that was besides the point. But after several long minutes of watching the edge of the trees, scrutinizing the shadows and even going so far as to look back over each shoulder, nothing happened. No bouncy little sister appeared, no new changeling horde falling over one another coming to drag him back to the hunt came bursting out of the undergrowth.. He didn't even see any hint of a bird or some other small animal that could explain the sound he heard. Blinking mildly, Hutch tilted his head slightly as he considered The different possibilities, finally concluding that it must've been the wind rushing around the trees, a residue from the storm earlier that day, or perhaps a squirrel zooming up a tree trunk. Growling softly in his throat, The white and black werewolf lowered his chin back down to his paws, Turning both of his ears back and determinedly Focusing on relaxing his muscles and not on listening to the forest around him, letting his eyes slide shut to reduce the temptation to continue squinting into the shadows.

He was not, therefore, prepared to handle The surprise he got when the other wolf unexpectedly joined him in the field of wildflowers. She didn't make a sound as she moved out from the cover of the trees, didn't give away her position as she picked her way through the flowers to his side. And it was only when she settled into a similar position A few feet away from him and her scent was wafted in his direction that Hutch even realized that he was not alone. But as soon as that reality settled into place, his muscles went taut, eyelids flying open and muzzle wrinkling to expose his fangs, and he half sprang into an almost Crouch as he stared at the unfamiliar Black Wolf that had lowered herself to her belly in front of him. That vulnerable position, in the face of an absolute stranger, was perhaps the only reason why he didn't immediately spring into an attack.

Hackles stiff along the back of his neck, Hutch tried to work the snarl off of his face as he carefully studied the she wolf, and had just managed to soften the expression into something that managed to hide his teeth but kept his muzzle wrinkled somewhat when he finally sank back down to his own belly slowly. Nostrils dilating as he breathed in her unfamiliar scent, Hutch began to wonder just who this newcomer was. A new member of the pack perhaps? Someone brought in from another pack for rehabilitation purposes? That had been known to happen on occasion, though it was a rare occurrence. And if that were the case, why would the Alpha be sending her out so quickly after joining the pack? There was no way he would be trusting enough to ask Hutch to oversee the integration of an outsider on top of testing young werewolves... Would he?

Tentatively, Hutch stretched out A curious thought, projecting his question about the wolf's identity in the direction of her mind... And found nothing to connect to. He blinked twice quickly with surprise, his head jerking back slightly with his shock. He had only thrice before in his life met another werewolf who's thoughts he couldn't connect with. None of them had been part of his pack. The idea of a wolf from another pack or even simply a loaner behaving so submissively around him made his thoughts reel with bewilderment. He had never encountered such an anomaly. Unable to project his question therefore, Hutch found himself instead tilting his head in such a way as to ask the question. Who are you? Where are you from? He hoped she would understand.

The Way Of Wolves

Name: Hutch Howe
Rank: Middle of the middle.
age: 63
Human Appearance: standing at about five feet and ten inches, Hutch has a slightly intimidating aura about him. He has a muscular rounded build to his body, but somehow manages to remain appear long and somewhat lanky. His hair is a dark chocolatey Brown in color, with red highlights when the lighting is just right, and has a natural curl to it that makes it crinkle and wave around his ears and forehead. His skin is a darkly tanned caramel, heightening an exotic feel to his high cheek bones, square chin, and his slightly slanted almond shaped eyes. These are hazel in their coloring, a dark green around the outer edges, A light caramel brown around the pupils, sandwiching a circle of grey between them. He rarely smiles, but when this occurs, a dimple pops out in his right cheek.
Wolf's Appearance: Hutch is on the larger end of the scale when it comes to werewolves. His coat is primarily white in color, changing into black along each of his legs from shoulder and hip down to his toes. His face is almost entirely black, though the edges closest to his cheeks and The top of his head gradually changes into a dark gray color. Running from the base of his skull, along his spine, and ending at about the midpoint of his tail, a hand width pale grey stripe adorns his fur. Overall, his fur is slightly longer and shaggier then most of his kind. In this form, his eyes are a vivid white blue.

Name: Cassidy Howe
Rank: Omega
age: 52
Human Appearance: Cassidy is basically a pixie when it comes to any physical attributes. She is only an inch and a half above five feet, with an almost painfully slender build to her. Her Face is heart shaped, with a long thin nose and rosebud lips. Her eyes are large and rounded, A bright hunters green in color, and are framed by thick long lashes. Her hair is a rusty reddish brown in color and is very frizzy in its curlyness, Making her hair stand out in a halo around her head. She keeps it short in an attempt to keep it under control. She is usually seen smiling, quite the anomaly among werewolves, So she usually has a dimple in each cheek in evidence.
Wolf's Appearance: unlike her brother Hutch, Cassidy is much smaller than the average wolf, with ample amounts of very fluffy white fur. Splashed across her back in a saddle pattern, The lower half of her tail, along each of her paws, The backs of each of her ears, And running in a stripe above her nose are spots of reddish brown. Speckled and spotted within these brown areas are splashes of white, mirrored in the white areas which have splatters of reddish brown. Each of the pads on her toes, paws, and the skin of her nose are pink in color. As a wolf, her eyes are a bright gold.

Prince Mononoke (AutumnFrost & Aims)

Aw, Thank you.

Sounds good to me. Have fun on your vacation! :D

The Sickness (Irell-starling x AutumnFrost)

Oh, and there is no need to apologize about your being slow! I'm slow. Er. Ha! Are you in college then? What are you going to school for?

The Sickness (Irell-starling x AutumnFrost)

Sorry, things have been so busy. I finally have found some time to work on replies. I feel bad that I don't really pay attention to the out of character section. I'll try to make a concerted effort to check it more.

And I am fine with a time skip unless you were planning on having something jump out of the woods . :)