[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200121/3acfc2e4142c9b1add05e6cf22943241.png[/img] [color=65FF00][b]Time: [/b][/color]Night [color=6A492E][b]Location: [/b][/color]Lover's Lake [color=65FF00]Vibes:[/color] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjsjIkSb0cM]"[i]Give me one night to mend the pain...[/i]"[/url][/center] [hr] Upon exiting the club, Genesis sucked in a small breath, enjoying the cool air on her face. Her cheeks were buzzing, a result of the liquor she had so heavily ingested. A quick look around the parking lot revealed nothing to her, as she hadn’t brought a car and none of the ones there seemed familiar. Not that she was sober enough to drive. Usually, she’d just sit around a vacant spot and cry until her head was clear enough to make the trek home. Now, though, she had an expectant partner. Turning to face him, she offered him a suggestion. [color=65FF00]“The campground’s far from here, but would you like to take me home?”[/color] They were heading [i]somewhere[/i], after all. Why not home? [color=65FF00]“Maybe we can stop by the lake, have a bit of privacy.”[/color] [color=6A492E]“It will be Volfango’s greatest honor.”[/color] He replied looking into her eyes, which were even more captivating without the Trance’s artificial light. [color=6A492E]“You please Voflango’s ears with those words! You shall learn about the magnificent Volfango...and Volfango shall learn about your mystifying self.”[/color] The words rolled off his tongue as he walked with her. It couldn’t happen soon enough. The bestial spirit that now residing within him was once more struggling against its cage. Volfango had barely been a werewolf for over a week, though he had managed to prevent a transformation as of yet by drowning himself in familiar pleasures. He had seen the others of the pack transform and despite seeing it firsthand, it still terrified him what it would do to him. However, there was nothing to worry about tonight. His couldn’t dwell on it too long whenever his eyes caught sight of Genesis. He was eager for that privacy she mentioned. As they walked, Genesis struggled to think of a proper topic to talk about. She didn’t want to cross any lines, but she didn’t want to stay in the dark, either. [color=65FF00]“So...”[/color] she began, still searching for the right words. [color=65FF00]“Are you enjoying everything that comes with the change?”[/color] She was all too aware of how loaded that question was. Every new wolf had a different answer. [i]Yes, I love the power. No, I hate lying to my family.[/i] Genesis personally couldn’t imagine life without her beast, but she understood to an extent how difficult it could be to change entirely over the span of five days. [color=65FF00]“Speaking of...How long has it been since the bite?”[/color] She continued, running a manicured nail along the flesh of his forearm. [color=65FF00]“Everyone’s excited to see how you look…”[/color] She smirked playfully, moving to poke him in the side. [color=65FF00]“But it’s alright if you’re shy.”[/color] The normally vibrant and smiling expression he had been wearing all night faded slightly following her question. He could skirt around the question like he’s done so far, but he never liked hiding the truth. As he weighed his thoughts, she came at him with another question. He chuckled at her last words. [color=6A492E]“Volfango is far from shy.”[/color] With the distance they had left, perhaps it was best to come clean now. [color=6A492E]”The bite happened a little over a week ago and even Volfango does not know what form he will take.”[/color] Everyday it grew more and more difficult to avoid the change. [color=6A492E]”Volfango is stronger and faster than ever before and the world is far more vivid.”[/color] That much he enjoyed but his life had taken a sharp turn. [color=6A492E]“However, it has taken Volfango’s choice from him. His life is now tied to this...change.”[/color] His voice was uncharacteristically solemn. It was difficult to not think of this as a curse. [color=6A492E]”Do not worry! There is nothing that can stop the exquisite and amazing Volfango!”[/color] His voice and demeanor instantly picked back up. This was something he was going to have to live with so he wouldn’t mope about it. It was the van Wolfgang way to tackle problems like this head-on! No matter his fear, he would strive to make this new-life his own! Genesis stayed silent for some time after this, taking in his words as she stared down at the path below. Maybe now wasn’t the best time to make things all mopey, but she wanted to assure him. [color=65FF00]“My mother used to tell all the new wolves what they were in for.”[/color] A brief pause followed as she encouraged herself to continue talking about her mother. The mere mention of her was enough to pull forth emotions best hidden. [color=65FF00]“Excitement, power like nothing they’d experienced before. A new family.”[/color] She cleared her throat, glancing up at him to see if he was listening. [color=65FF00]“A long, eventful life of being hunted by enemies who’d only grow stronger as the years went on. It’s a lot of good, and just as much bad. You’re going to have to learn to defend yourself now, and be wary of people that wouldn’t have spared you a second glance only a week ago.”[/color] [color=65FF00]“That being said, I’m nothing but confident in your abilities, and if you need someone to show you the ropes I’ll be around.”[/color] She shrugged, not sure if that was what he needed or wanted to hear. She felt like it had to be said, though. [color=65FF00]“I hope you learn to love it.”[/color] Volfango listened attentively as she spoke, deciding to wait until she was completely finished to reply. He could feel great sadness in the way she spoke about her mother, and saw it in her expressions. The kind of sorrow that comes from the loss of someone very dear. He greatly appreciated her honesty in telling him how the situation stood. It was time for him to stop grieving for the life he once had, and make the most of his current situation. [color=6A492E]”What kinds of rope will mi dea be showing?”[/color] Volfango looked at with a seductive gaze while a large smirk creased his lip, attempting to brighten the conversation back up. [color=6A492E]”With nights like this, there is plenty that Voflango can come to love.”[/color] Upon saying this, he made sure to look her straight in the eyes. Volfango had been the kind of person to carve his own path so his pride often prevented him from seeking outside help. However, he may make an exception for once...for Genesis. [color=6A492E]”Are we close to our destination?”[/color] He asked, wondering what she had in mind once they got their [i]privacy[/i]. Genesis' face grew hot as he brought up potential love. For a moment, she stared back into his emerald eyes, so clear and honest. It was terrifying, to the point where she was forced to avert her gaze. Was he trying to make something out of this? It wasn't supposed to go anywhere. Looking out at the path before them, she ignored his statement and chose to answer his question instead. [color=65FF00]“It's not too far from here, actually."[/color] They had traveled further than she'd expected, the pavement had become dirt some time ago. For the remainder of the journey, she didn't verbally acknowledge him. She kept close, arm still hooked around his own. By the time they reached the lake, the scents and sounds of the woods had begun to creep into focus. It was calming, but Genesis couldn't relax. She was flip-flopping between expressing her worries and giving in. On the one hand, she was sure Volfango would understand her desire to keep things casual. On the other hand, she could always tell him later and spare herself the embarrassment if she happened to be wrong. The latter option was probably best. Halting their progression, she went to stand in front of him, hand moving to cup his cheek. In a moment she prayed she wouldn't regret, her fingers crept back into his hair. Tilting his face down, she planted a heavy kiss on his lips. Volfango immediately returned the favor as his hands took hold of her hips. He would make sure that she would not regret her choice and give her the experience only one such as Volfango could give. The obligations would go not further than tonight, as was his creed. Moments like this were his addiction, a drug that was impossible for him to kick. His troubles washed away in their heated embrace, if only for tonight.