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May 25

moderngalahad:

The hunter rolled his shoulders and took a throwing stance, then lobbed the muffin across the field. It fell short of where he’d been aiming, a fact he blamed on lack of practice. Still a better throw than before.

The red wolf darted after the muffin, significantly slower than his previous runs. Someone was getting worn out. Hanna trotted back to his mate and laid at his feet and very slowly ate the muffin.

I’m not sure I can fetch another one. That’s a lot of running and eating at once, y’know? Heh. The were chuckled and licked his muzzle before rolling onto his back again. Wanna just chill out here and enjoy the nice weather?

moderngalahad:

“It’s no problem, Hanna. I like getting to spend time with you, and even without undercover missions, I always come home late, so we don’t have a lot of time. We usually watch a movie or soak in the tub or something. It’s nice, but so is this.” The hunter reached down to rub between his mate’s ears.

“I’m gonna throw properly this time, so you’ll get a better run.”

Hanna leaned into the pets and licked his mate’s cheek. I don’t mind the other stuff, but yeah. This is nice.

The werewolf got up and went into a play bow, butt wiggling in the air as he waited. I’m ready, Galli!

moderngalahad:

The hunter gave the muffin a good toss, almost dumping the rest of them out of the container in the process. “Whoops.”

He pulled another muffin out, and half-closed the lid before setting the Tupperware down. Now he could throw properly.

The werewolf bolted after the muffin, jumping in the air to catch it before rolling on the ground and darting back to the hunter. He sat at his mate’s feet and ate the muffin a little slower than he’d eaten everything else.

Thank you so much! These are awesome! Plus… I didn’t get to hunt with Owen tonight. So this really means a lot to me.

+ blood-sucking-flea

blood-sucking-flea:

hannawolfcross:

blood-sucking-flea:

“Sightseeing, eh? Well you came to the right place. And to the right person. I know these streets better than anyone in all of Japan. But first, to my place.” He thanked the relief team and let them take the unconscious girl away to a hospital before making his way back to his apartment.

It wasn’t that far of a walk from where they were to Shinjuku. And thankfully for him, they took the darkest streets so he could let his injured wing heal before folding it against his back again with its partner. He opened the door to the apartment where immediately a gray fuzzball of a cat hissed at the werewolf and scurried under the couch.

“Forgive him. Nomi doesn’t like it when Mommy brings Puppies home.”

“I figure while I’m here…” When the cat scurried under the couch, Hanna just shrugged. “No biggie.”

Hopefully no one minded that Hanna had picked up the crystal. He knew someone who’d want it. “You see, my mate is Japanese. And so is my mother in law. So I thought I’d get him and my family some stuff.”

Izaya perked up at that. “Is that so? How interesting. Perhaps I might want to meet them some time.” He led Hanna into his bedroom and began searching for clothes he never wore and didn’t mind giving up. Which was easy because he tended to be a bit of a hoarder when it came to that department.

“Here. Try these on.” The dhampir said, tossing a pair of new, never-been-worn jeans and one of few shirts where he didn’t cut out slits for his wings.

The were shifted to human form and put the clothes on. Hanna was 6 inches shorter than Izaya, so the pants dragged, but the shirts worked despite being too large.

Hanna rolled the pants up a bit and smiled. “Thanks, Izaya!”

moderngalahad:

hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:


“Come on, before you go Acme cartoon tornado on me and tear the house down,” the hunter teased, opening the back door for Hanna.

The red wolf bolted out the door and began bouncing off the tree trunks as he waited for his mate. He hadn’t had a chance to go hunting with his alpha this full moon, so the were had an abundance of energy to burn.

The hunter tossed a muffin straight to Hanna just to distract him.

“Looks like I get the longest stretch of open field lengthwise,” the hunter said, gesturing with a finger from one side of the yard to the other. He walked out through the grass to the edge of the trees. “Not much of a run, but that’s about as far as I can throw, so this works.” He picked up a muffin, and waved it a bit to get Hanna’s attention.

Hanna caught the first muffin and inhaled it. He barely heard his mate speaking, but got the gist of it.

The wolf watched the muffin intently as he got into a play bow, slightly bouncing as he waited.

Chasehunthuntchasefoodfuckyesgnee!

moderngalahad:

hannawolfcross:

moderngalahad:

“Glad you like it. I’ve got two pans of muffins in here.” He picked up the container. “But the rest are for Fetch. Thought you’d like to play with your food.”

GNEE! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!

“Come on, before you go Acme cartoon tornado on me and tear the house down,” the hunter teased, opening the back door for Hanna.

The red wolf bolted out the door and began bouncing off the tree trunks as he waited for his mate. He hadn’t had a chance to go hunting with his alpha this full moon, so the were had an abundance of energy to burn.

+ blackest-ops

blackest-ops:

There was a wolf.

That in itself wasn’t all that surprising. This was hardly the first wolf that Thomas Steele had seen. After all, when you were as old as he was, you’d seen nearly anything. No what was surprising about this was that the wolf was wagging its tail at him. Most animals were not that friendly with Steele; the usual reactions to the Wendigo’s presence range from trying to get as far away as possible to murdering him violently.

On a related note, Steele would never again trust an emu to not try to kill him.

Something was off here, just ever so slightly off. He could smell it. Still, it wasn’t like this wolf was trying to rip his throat out, so there wasn’t any reason he couldn’t be civil.

“Umm…Hello?”

Hanna hadn’t smelled wendigo in a long time, so the werewolf didn’t really recognize the scent. At being told ‘Hello’, the red wolf barked and spun in a circle.

(Source: hannawolfcross)

+ blackest-ops

RAWRF!

The wolf barked at the newcomer, tail wagging.

moderngalahad:

“Glad you like it. I’ve got two pans of muffins in here.” He picked up the container. “But the rest are for Fetch. Thought you’d like to play with your food.”

GNEE! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!

+ blood-sucking-flea

blood-sucking-flea:

“Sightseeing, eh? Well you came to the right place. And to the right person. I know these streets better than anyone in all of Japan. But first, to my place.” He thanked the relief team and let them take the unconscious girl away to a hospital before making his way back to his apartment.

It wasn’t that far of a walk from where they were to Shinjuku. And thankfully for him, they took the darkest streets so he could let his injured wing heal before folding it against his back again with its partner. He opened the door to the apartment where immediately a gray fuzzball of a cat hissed at the werewolf and scurried under the couch.

“Forgive him. Nomi doesn’t like it when Mommy brings Puppies home.”

“I figure while I’m here…” When the cat scurried under the couch, Hanna just shrugged. “No biggie.”

Hopefully no one minded that Hanna had picked up the crystal. He knew someone who’d want it. “You see, my mate is Japanese. And so is my mother in law. So I thought I’d get him and my family some stuff.”

(Source: hannawolfcross)

bladesofsilver:

hannawolfcross replied to your post: Sad headcanon: Anderson chose to work in the…

[[Yay! You liked my headcanon! o3o]]

//I actually teared up over that one, that was great because I can just see it all in my head. *Rolls*

[[*hugs* Awwww. I didn’t mean to make you tear up! I just figured that watching people grow old and die on him would probably eventually take it’s toll. The only way to rectify that is to change the environment.

See, I used to be a preschool teacher. So my class would change every year. The kids who left, no matter how old they got, still looked like the little toddlers I used to have. I couldn’t see them any other way b/c that’s how I knew them.

So, I took that and applied it to someone who’d live a long time. Sure, co-workers would change, the kids would change, but he’d never have to watch the time pass for too long. It would create a sense of finite, making him appreciate his world a little more because he could be close to people, but never so close it would break his heart again and again.]]

moderngalahad:

hannawolfcross:


The were began chowing down on the chicken before the hunter’s words finally registered.

You baked me something? Oooooh… What is it what is it? I smell carrots and apple did you make me cake or pie? I love cake and pie and cookies and ohmygawd this food is so good GNEE!

“I’ll give you a hint.” The hunter reached into the Tupperware container on the counter, and pulled out an apple carrot muffin, which he set on Hanna’s plate. Okay, so it was more than a hint.

Hanna bounced along the wall for a moment before rolling on the floor and devouring the muffin. Happy werewolf was happy.

moderngalahad:

“Oh, you didn’t eat dinner yet? All right, then we’ll stop in the kitchen a little longer.”

The hunter grabbed a plate and dug through the meat drawer. He pulled out a few chicken breasts, and laid them on the plate before setting it down for Hanna. “It’s not a big portion, but I baked you something, so don’t worry,” he promised as he got Hanna a bowl of water.

The whole kitchen did indeed smell of recent baking. Carrot and apple in particular.

The were began chowing down on the chicken before the hunter’s words finally registered.

You baked me something? Oooooh… What is it what is it? I smell carrots and apple did you make me cake or pie? I love cake and pie and cookies and ohmygawd this food is so good GNEE!

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flawlessexistence:

Shadow opened an eye when he heard the sound of the stick running across the dirt, and looked down at the message the wolf left.

You can understand me still?

Not only that, but he retained his literacy. Well, at least some of it. Doesn’t look like he remembered the space between New and ARK.

Y-E-S

He was still sentient, after all.

Y-O-U  A-R-E  I-N  N-E-W-A-R-K. O-N-E  W-O-R-D.