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[ what's our worst case scenario? ✪ closed ]
Who: pack mccall, cerealia branch
When: backdated to about 5/11 or so icly
Where: some sidewalk somewhere because malia has no manners
What: someone in cereal stinks super hard and malia has to figure out who
Rating/Warning: wolves being wolves, teens being teens, dumbs being dumbs
[ so malia is, admittedly, not very good at paying attention to who comes and goes in cerealia. she figures that if it's important to her -- she'll eventually figure it out. or they will. stiles would probably just call her, right? if he ever shows up. which he won't. and she's not bitter about that fact at all. whatever, ceres! scott would probs howl or something i mean lbr.
anyway, that was sort of the theory. in practice, since ceres' new vivid level, she's been feeling... out of sorts. like there's something off in the air or her body or both and she cant exactly place where it is. did she... miss something? did ceres do something? she honestly can't figure it out. there's just some sort of stench in the air that makes a growl rise in her throat and her claws dig into her palms. shit, she needs to do... something.
so, she goes for a run! after school, after work, she goes back home and changes into a t-shirt and running shorts, ties her hair up and goes. running. she hates running in cerealia, too much city and not enough dirt but with the forest now open to them -- it's a bit less... claustrophobic. she's focusing her nose on the drifting smell of wood from the edges of the city and less on the mechanical taste of cerealia when she smells -- it. whatever it is. another wolf?
she takes a turn on a sidewalk, off of her usual path and speeds up a little. there's something there, there's something there, there's something there. at the end of the sidewalk, it's something she knows -- someone? someone she knows and malia doesn't really think about it as she just takes off at a dash and --
tackles it.
him.
she tackles liam to the ground.
and if that's not enough, she finishes it by pulling her hand back and punching him in the face. sorry, liam! ]
You!
When: backdated to about 5/11 or so icly
Where: some sidewalk somewhere because malia has no manners
What: someone in cereal stinks super hard and malia has to figure out who
Rating/Warning: wolves being wolves, teens being teens, dumbs being dumbs
[ so malia is, admittedly, not very good at paying attention to who comes and goes in cerealia. she figures that if it's important to her -- she'll eventually figure it out. or they will. stiles would probably just call her, right? if he ever shows up. which he won't. and she's not bitter about that fact at all. whatever, ceres! scott would probs howl or something i mean lbr.
anyway, that was sort of the theory. in practice, since ceres' new vivid level, she's been feeling... out of sorts. like there's something off in the air or her body or both and she cant exactly place where it is. did she... miss something? did ceres do something? she honestly can't figure it out. there's just some sort of stench in the air that makes a growl rise in her throat and her claws dig into her palms. shit, she needs to do... something.
so, she goes for a run! after school, after work, she goes back home and changes into a t-shirt and running shorts, ties her hair up and goes. running. she hates running in cerealia, too much city and not enough dirt but with the forest now open to them -- it's a bit less... claustrophobic. she's focusing her nose on the drifting smell of wood from the edges of the city and less on the mechanical taste of cerealia when she smells -- it. whatever it is. another wolf?
she takes a turn on a sidewalk, off of her usual path and speeds up a little. there's something there, there's something there, there's something there. at the end of the sidewalk, it's something she knows -- someone? someone she knows and malia doesn't really think about it as she just takes off at a dash and --
tackles it.
him.
she tackles liam to the ground.
and if that's not enough, she finishes it by pulling her hand back and punching him in the face. sorry, liam! ]
You!
OKAY OKAY I'M DOING THIS NOW
Because --!
[ she starts, sharply before cutting herself off because well, she doesn't actually know. she smelled him, felt the slight bond of pack reaching out to her while also making the feeling that is the lack of scott even more intense and it just sort of. made her angry? and upset. so she did what she always does, react with physical aggression.
she stays where she is, sitting on liam but sits back to glare down at him instead. this isn't really the one she'd pick to show up, if she had her choice. ]
Why the hell are you here?
[ he might notice her hair is a bit different, huh. ]
<3
But mixing with the smell of pack is the stench of upset, acrid in his nose. Malia isn't happy he's here. He honestly can't blame her that much; if he were in her position, smelled pack and came across himself, he'd be pretty annoyed too that it wasn't Scott. Or maybe Stiles, in her case.]
You mean why am I here. [He shrugs.] I don't know. The last thing I remember--[He cuts himself off, and he knows she'll hear the sharp spike in his heartrate, but he can't bring himself to say it. The last thing I remember was losing control. Losing her.] The supermoon. Your hair was shorter.