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She had not heard what Reven seemed to be asking her. His mouth was opened and parting words but she could not focus on them. Her eyes were trained on the wolf in front of her. Fingers dug into the dirt, if this one made any notion of attacking...

Then Charlie heard it. That familiar whine. She meant no harm. The fire in her belly subsided and the animal in her recoiled. She watched as Reven walked forward to the wolf and Charlie's eyes flickered at the gesture between him and the new wolf. But she smiled brightly. Everyone was new here, there were no enemies.

She stood up and squeezed the water from her skirt, brushing at the newly formed wrinkles.

"She doesn't mean any harm," Charlie stated, approached the new acquaintance and knelt in front of her. "She's just lost."

"What's your name?" she murmured, with a smile. Of course, Charlie did not really expect an answer back. She brushed her hands lightly against the silky black fur of the wolf. "You're beautiful."

There was a stab of smothered envy in her voice that she had tried hard to cover yet it leaked out.

Sam's tail thumped happily on the ground and she licked the female's hand, yipping quietly she rose up and pranced about before stopping suddenly. Sam approached the woman and gently took the female's skirt hem in her mouth, careful so as not to tear it she tugged it lightly and whined.

Hopefully this girl had a blanket that Sam could at least wrap around herself, clothes weren't an issue to her and she had no fear of being naked in front of another girl. She had gotten over that when she was with her pack, but to be naked in front of a BOY who was not wolf scared the crap out of her.

She had always been pushed to the lower command of the pack and therefore was subject to verbal assaults on both her mindset and physique. Sadly she was just as much an outcast as a black sheep is in a herd of white sheep.

((No venom, I had fun sorting through he internet researching what people said about dogs/cats. The last part is me conceding that despite my research and what *I* think about how fictional characters would react is not how the players would choose to react based on the differing perceptions of a character. To me, I can just go off what I read. To you, the character is totally alive inside your head. I couldn't play your character anymore than I could play, say Kit or Jasper. Its all part of the fun of RPing. Sorry if it came off any other way. ^_^))

"So this is a student? I'm gonna guess female, no male could have fur so nice." Reven spoke rather openly putting his hands into the pockets of his red swim trunks. "So, she's a lycan right? Is that why she's so large?" Reven inquired, he had read stories about them, and although none made mention of them being extraordinarily large, the picture made it seem so. Of course he had always seen these stories as myth. He still doesn't believe he even has a special power, he thinks he's strong from muscle resiliency, caused by a mutation and his reflexes are a result of his healthy meat-free diet. Out of the corner of his eye Reven spotted his shirt, but chose to ignore it and went up to pet the girl, she had seemed to enjoy it. Charlies question seemed to fly right passed him.

[[I'm sorry! =o I read your comment wrong....my mistake....I'm just used to people complaining to me about my characters that its hard to pick out whats a comment and whats an insult. ONce again i'm sorry]]

Sam huffed out air in a manner of laughter and rose from the ground; trotting over to his shirt she picked it up carefully and walked over to him. She nudged his knee in thanks and pawed his hand.

Stepping away she looked about for a place to change, the area was pretty much open and Sam whined in defeat and looked hopefully towards the female. Could she help her?

Sam snorted at him and pushed him with all her weight, swinging her head in a sassafras way she trotted over to the water and dropped the shirt on the shoreline. The She-Wolf looked back at the duo then waded in until her head bobbed but her feet touched the floor. This should be deep enough...

She thought again of the running water and heard more then felt her bones brake and repair. The She-Wolf whined in disapproval but submitted to Sam, she had had a nice run but it was time for Sam to be herself again.

Sam dropped deeper into the water so as to hide her naked flesh, turning around slowly only her head was visible. She blinked at the duo and lifted a slim hand out and waved. "Hello. I'm Samantha, but people call me Sam."

Sam laughed lightly and grabbed the shirt, "I'm aware of that but a little cold water wouldn't hurt me." She slipped the damp cloth over her head and pushed it down under the water to see if it was long enough. "Quite frankly I 'm not too sure what WOULD give enough damage to me."

Oh yeah, this shirt was DEFINITELY long enough, the woman waded out of the water and the shirt lapped at her knees. She pulled at the damp cloth so it wouldn't stick to her like a skinsuit, she brushed the wet hairs from her face and held her hand out to Charlie, "Nice to meet you. I was a little worried that you wouldn't read my movements as neutral, let alone that I wanted to change."

Sam cocked her head and sniffed the air surrounding this girl, "Lycanthrope?" She sniffed again but sneezed. Wiping at her nose she shook her head, "Not Lycanthrope but not Human either. Are you half and half?"