Event Six.

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If you see this hairy creature Your first choice should always be to run Otherwise you had better hope You have silver bullets in a gun.

he full moon hangs brightly over the Town, hovering so low that it almost feels as though you could reach out and touch it. It should be comforting. But as the howl of wolves fills the air, it's anything but. There are werewolves on the prowl, and their target is very clear -- the Town won't be able to last without your help. Welcome to Awash's sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[nascere]

[ Lupin's a half-wolf right now, and Spot looks even more pissed -- can a chocobo even look pissed? -- which makes Noctis hurry forward, hustling the bird away to a safe distance. ]

Did you get bitten? Are you okay? [ And then, because it occurs to him that they have to keep their birds safe from the growing population of half-wolves -- ] Were you trying to do something to Spot?

[heartsteals]

[ he hasn't actually transformed yet - night hasn't fallen entirely. But his brain's getting there, at least. And he does look like he might have forgotten to shave this morning. With the pressure removed from his chest, Lupin sighs, tilting forward melodramatically, then brushes his hair back out of his face and into the proper position. ]

Nothing but bruises on my ribs and ego - no worries. That thing's got quite a kick -- [ oh, what, he's being accused! him, an innocent lupin. immediately, he feels annoyed (when he probably shouldn't.) ] -- Why are you suspecting me right out of the gate? I'm a victim.

[nascere]

Oh.

[ Right, so not a wolf. Noctis relaxes, even if Lupin looks a little scruffy -- but maybe even someone as charming as him has off days, which is reassuring for all mere mortals, probably. ]

Sorry, Spot might've been on edge lately, what with all the wolves and all.

[ He's heading towards the door as well, leaving it open for him in silent invite. ] Eaten yet? I got some grilled fish and deer meat.

[heartsteals]

[ the mention of food perks him up right away, and he offers a big smile. Maybe a little toothy? Hm, weird. ]

I haven't! I was out on the search for food, actually. I don't suppose you're interested in sharing?

[ deer meat sounds really good... ]

[nascere]

Sharing sounds good, c'mon.

[ Noctis smiles because he really can't let a guy starve, right? So he invites him into the house, looking for the slab of meat they'd been preserving. He's cutting off a slice, preparing for the fire. ]

You got any preferences?

[heartsteals]

[ Noctis is his favorite person in town at the moment. Strangely, he can smell the meat as soon as they get into the house, although not in a bad way - no, it smells enticing and fresh, although it could be fresher. He wants something very rare. That would be perfect --

But, he thinks as he watches Noctis carve the meat, beggars can't be choosers. Lupin watches the action with a strange intensity. ]

-- Preferences? [ he responds, belatedly. ]