Maya (ง•̀ᴗ•́)ง*:`✧ Fey (
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howl at the moon
[When a wolf follows you home, you usually don't invite him in.
Of course, this isn't home, and this isn't a usual wolf, so Maya isn't particularly concerned when she opens the door of the motel she's staying in and leans against the doorway, peering directly at the pair of golden eyes gleaming in the dusk a few yards away.]
It's less creepy if you just come in and watch TV with me, y'know!
[She shouts, cupping her hand to the side of her mouth.
Sure, it'd be creepy if they'd just met and all, and if she were just talking to any old canine, but a werewolf like this one is a little strange to her. Just not a stranger.
Maya'd recognised him from the moment he'd begun following her, though she'd assumed at first it was for less-than-good reasons. After all, what wolf would be happy after being back-sassed by a psychic? But he'd protected her, too.
Her job gets lonely sometimes, being on call to so many places, so she really wouldn't mind a more friendly visit.]
Makes you look less like a stalker.
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[It's almost too immediate, because it's only after he says it that he sees those eyes sparkle, her voice excitedly trailing off...
He's quick to add onto it--]
Y-You didn't seriously think that'd work, right?
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Well! You never know.
[Half-indignant, she leans over to snatch another slice before he can say anything about it.]
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[You told her to, you moron.
But it's strange. He's never had someone even ask, let alone nicely. It's just not something you think about with your own kind. Werewolves didn't really rub each other's ears. They were sensitive as it was.
The flatness of her voice catches his ear, though, twitching slightly.]
I mean if I did, you probably wouldn't even do it right, you know? [Like there is a wrong way to rub a dogs ear, Kaneda.]
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[She insists. She is clearly an expert.]
Plus my nails are good for it. Scritchy scritchy.
[She mimes a scratching motion with her free hand.]
You're missing out.
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[She sounds pretty confident for someone who's never scratched werewolf ears before. A part of him (A very large part) wants her to scratch them just to prove her wrong.
And that part of him clearly gains the upper hand.]
I think I'll be the judge of that.
[Brb, shoving that whole slice in his mouth like the gross monster teen he is.]
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Is that a challenge?
[She asks, leaning towards him.]
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...Yeah. It is. If I win...
I get the whole pizza.
[One hand extends out, as if already claiming the box and brushing his fingers lovingly across that logo on top.]
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If that's the bet, well, she has snacks in the mini-fridge if he's gonna be a butt.
...not that she's going to lose the bet. She leans over and gets on her hands and knees on the bed like a true graceful young lady and holds out her hand.]
Come closer then, come on! I'm not planning on losing tonight!
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Too late to back out now, though--he inches forward a little, cautiously as he closes the gap in between them. There's no way he'd live this down if other wolves saw him being pet by a girl...
But his pride was at stake right now.
Besides, he'd win.]
Alright, alright, let's see you try and win this.
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Ah~! It's softer than I thought!
[As enthralled as a child...]
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He doesn't respond, eyes gazing right past her lifelessly, letting his head tilt further and further into that touch.
Looks like SOMEONE just lost a bet.]
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How's that?
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I..
["I totally fell for that"]
I don't know. You might have to try it again.
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Whatever you say!
[She tells him, gentle fingers finding their way back to rubbing those ears.]
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Right--yeah, right there.
[The words come out of his mouth before he can even stop it, the euphoric expression on his face all too much of a giveaway to his true motives.
It felt good, so sue him.]
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Mmhm? Is that good?
[She practically purrs like a cat that's caught its mouse.]