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[milo]

At least she wasn’t afraid of him in his wolf form. Maybe if he was growling and being all scary and what not she would be, but right now he wasn’t trying to be scary or get into a fight. That was the opposite of what he really wanted. She just sort of looked at him, and for a moment he wished that he was human so he could yell at her for being so stubborn. Then again, he was probably equally stubborn if not more, so he couldn’t get too mad at her. Otherwise that would be like yelling at himself, wouldn’t it? He watched her carefully as she stood there, making sure that she didn’t run away. Not that she could run away.

Oh well, whatever, she was smiling. Well, smirking, but that was good enough for him. As long as she made some sort of notice to the fact that he was there. Milo didn’t mind being rubbed. He was like a giant dog after all. He let his tongue loll out from his mouth, hoping that she would at least loosen up or something. God this chick needed to brighten up. If Milo knew that, Milo the guy who was grumpy for his hobby and didn’t like to smile, that meant there was seriously something wrong with her.

Milo made a displeased sound, kinda like a grumble and stopped wagging. Boo. She was ruining his fun. Grr. Whatever. He was going to get her by the end of this, even if it was a one afternoon fling sort of thing. He wanted to be with someone other than freaking Harlow. Well he did but he didn’t. Milo leaned forward only slightly and started licking her arm with his big tongue. He gave her cheek a lick and the wolfish grin returned. He stood up, his size over powering her, and held up his paw. For a moment he stood there, then he put his paw on top of her head. Why? Because it was odd. Plus, probably annoying and hopefully she would phase if he bugged her enough. Plus she’d have a hard time getting his heavy paw off her head if he didn’t want it moved.

[lesleywalker]

Lesley couldn't help but give a small giggle at what the big dog did. He looked funny with his tongue hanging out. But what really caught her off guard was when he started to lick her arm and her cheek. She made a disgusted face. "Ew! What was that for?! Now I'll have to take a shower! Yuck!" Lesley rubbed her arm against his warm coat to get all of his wolfy syliva off of her skin. Ew. Then she felt some sort of pressure on her head. She moved both hands up just to feel a giant paw placed here. Lesley tried to lift it off, but it was no use. Not even her, a werewolf, could lift his heave paw off. "Seeing as he have me trapped here. I guess I should mention my name." She tried again to lift his paw.

Lesley felt a small heated wave of anger smoothely ripple through her body. She was getting pretty frustrated with his dog. "My name is Lesley. And you are?" She looked at him from under his fur. Lesley could tell by the gleam in his eye that he had a scheme. And she was going to be forced into it. We'll just see about that.

[milo]

Ah! Epic win! There was laughter buried deep somewhere beneath that cold heart of hers. He was fairly certain there was no laughter buried in Milo, but there was obviously it somewhere in other people. Wait, now Milo had to laugh. Though she was displeased with the licking, he just kept licking her until she rubbed herself off on him. He licked her cheek one last time before wanting to burst out laughing. But he would restrain himself for now. He smiled to himself when she found that she couldn’t remove his huge paw. Part A of Plan B was accomplished. Now it was time for Part B of Plan Z. How those plans went together, he wasn’t quite sure, but somehow they did.

She tried again, failed again, and Milo was only laughing harder inside his mind. her barked a reply to her question, obviously knowing that he was not going to be able to say his name to her. He dropped his paw and took a few steps backwards. He leaned down somewhat, but only to get into the preditorial position. He was ready to pounce at any minute. He growled deep in his throat, looking at her as if he was about to attack.

Of course he wasn’t, but she didn’t know that. Suddenly the large brown mass leapt forward, carefully knocking her to the ground. He wasn’t planning on hurting her, plus she was a werewolf and she could take it. He laid his two long front legs on her as he lay down, that way she couldn’t escape. He rested his head on her belly and closed his eyes, pretending to go asleep with her pinned beneath him.

[lesleywalker]

Lesley sighed relieved when he finally lifted his paw from her head. She was beginning to think that she would have to start walking around town this the dog glued to her like that. Lesley ran her hand through her tangled hair, pulling her fingers roughly through it. She had a ponytail around her tiny wrist and she used to pull her brown locks into a messy bun. It was better than having it go wild and frizzy.

But Lesley didn't have very long to yell at him again because she felt the warmth of his body collide with her own. She felt her skin pressed against the cool ground then on her stomach his head. "Okay, but we just met and I don't let guys get this touchy on the first time we meet." Lesley hinted trying to struggle free. There must be something wrong with him.

What was his evil plan anyways? To force her to phase? Then what? It would be nice if she atleast had a clue. But seeing as he was, Lesley wasn't likely to get one. Maybe she could trick it out of him? "What do you want? Why me?" She asked him. There was plenty of other females at the beach.

[milo]

Milo almost phased back into a human in front of her, he was that displeased. But she seemed like she might be a bit sheltered, considering she once questioned to him why she was talking to a stranger. Having a stranger go nude in front of her might completely freak her out. He watched as she fixed her hair, though it was about to be a lost cause. Apparently she didn’t get that he was a persistent boy. You would think that after awhile she might actually realize that, but she continued to be stubborn herself.

He laughed, sort of, when she spoke. Wolves couldn’t really laugh, could they? Well, he did the wolf version of a chuckle then. With his nose so close to her, he could smell her scent perfectly. She did smell nice, but it was nothing in comparison to Harlow, which somewhat pissed him off. It’d probably be easier if he imprinted on a wolf, now that he thought about it. He barely felt her trying to struggle, but he still wouldn’t let her break free just yet. He’d let her go when he as good and ready.

Finally she asked the question that he really did need to be in human form to answer. Dammit. He quickly hurried off to his clothes, threw on his boxers and pants, left the shirt, and ran back before she could probably blink. He pulled her up from the ground but sneakily walked her back so that her back was pressed against the boulder she was once leaning on.

”You,” he replied. ”I want you,” he said. For a moment he looked at her pretty little face while his hands were pressed against the boulder, loosely caging her in though she could probably break free if she tried really hard. ”Name’s Milo, by the way,” he said with a crooked grin. ”As for what do I want?” he said, pretending to think about it. Maybe not pretending too much. He did have to think for a moment. Moment up. ”Kiss me,” he said. He leaned down slightly so that his lips were only an inch from hers. ”Because, you’re different than the rest,” he said. In a good way, he thought.

[lesleywalker]

Lesley just closed her eyes, preparing for the worst. Staying on the ground all night and perhaps the next day. Her parents wouldn't mind. They would probably think that she was off running patrols or what not. Not that she was being trapped against the ground by a complete stranger who just so happened to be a werewolf too. That's not odd at all. Lesley felt the slight shift of breeze that only a werewolf would notice. She felt herself free, but only for a moment.

Suddenly, Lesley opened her eyes and saw the same boy that was at the beach. But he just had on some pants and boxers. No shirt. This didn't bother Lesley since she was used to the shirtless sort of thing. But what she wasn't used to with the other pack mates was that this kid was backing her up against that boulder. What the? Lesley had her hands by her side, palms on the rough side of the boulder.

She knew she could easily break free from his hold, but Lesley didn't try to. So this stranger's name was Milo. That's a decent name, she guessed. "You want me?" She just restated what he said, but with more question in her voice. Nice guy, but she wasn't falling for it. Lesley bit her lip at the next thing Milo said. Kiss him? Really? Er... "But we just met." Lesley didn't allow their lips to touch, she just leaned her forehead on his. Waiting.

[milo]

Poor little girl, she didn’t really know what she was getting herself into, did she? It was a shame, really. She was very pretty, and he was certain that if you got past the stubborn part of her there was someone that would actually be fun to hang out with. But his heart didn’t go spaztic for her the way it did around Harlow. He wasn’t attracted to her like he was to Harlow. The earth didn’t revolve around her. She’d find someone to imprint on and it’d be lovely, but for now that person wasn’t him.

Did she seem somewhat surprised, or was that just him? Most girls weren’t comfortable being against a boulder with some guy they didn’t know, he supposed. Whatever. He was different than most guys and was rather straightforward when he wanted something. ”Yup,” he replied. ”Was I not clear?” he asked, though not expecting an answer. He looked down at her for a moment, perplexed. Was she surprised that someone might want her? Or was she one of those girls with self esteem issues? Ugh.

He grinned and her response. All the venom seemed to have been sucked out of her voice now. Now she was a lot more…well, she didn’t have a tough front up anymore. ”So? We might never meet again. Why waste this time?” he said, but kissing her before she could respond. There were no fireworks, and somehow it just felt wrong. He wanted to kick himself. It was too bad, because it wasn’t a bad kiss or anything.

She just wasn’t Harlow. No matter how much he didn’t want to be forced to go with Harlow because of some stupid genetic mutation, he couldn’t bring himself to be with another girl. This felt like he was betraying Harlow, and normally Milo didn’t give a shit about other people. He pulled back and looked down at her. ”Dammit,” he mumbled under his breath, and basically stormed off. Grr.

[lesleywalker]

Lesley was completely comfortable being pushed up against the boulder. Its not like Milo was going to suddenly pull out a knife and stab her to death. She would heal faster than he could say 'Kangaroo'. And if he just so happen that he did, Lesley would have him on the ground faster than the crack of a twig. But nothing big happened. Lesley and Milo just stood there against eachother. "Clear enough." Lesley smiled slightly. Were they going to kiss?

Lesley nodded slightly at the fact that they would never meet again. That was true. They most likley wouldn't. She say him come closer, his face just inches from hers, then suddenly they kissed. Once it was over, She rolled her eyes and sighed. Why did she let herself do that? She looked over at Milo as he muttered something. Lesley brushed her back off before heading off into the forest, looking over bushes for her clothes. "Okay, I gave you what you wanted, now where are my clothes?" She said over her shoulder.

[milo]

Milo wasn’t too fond of this girl anymore. She was rather stubborn and fairly oblivious. She needed to open up her eyes to the world and Milo certainly wasn’t going to wait around for her to do that. He had his own stupid imprint to deal with, so why bother waiting around for a girl that wouldn’t even matter in the end. At least, that’s how Milo saw it. He was definitely going to walk away from this girl and never see her again. He didn’t really have any need or want to see her again. He knew that was kind of harsh, but then again he was the very harsh sort of person, wasn’t he? And he was sure that she could tell he was a giant ass by now.

Milo stomped around the forest, most displeased. He wanted to phase again and the familiar feeling in the put of his stomach told him that the wolf in him wanted that as well. ”Hiding,” Milo said in response to her question through clenched teeth. She was beginning to get on his nerves, to be frank. ”Good luck,” he said before his muscles finally took over. He felt the twisting through his spine and heard the popping of his joint. The pain shook through him, though he was beginning to get used to it. His clothes shredded and he was replaced by a shaggy wolf. He turned his head to look at her once, before turning to run off deep into the forest where no human could find him.

[lesleywalker]

Lesley knew personally that Milo was just going to run off after this. Which was why she wasn't surprised with his answer to the where abouts her clothes are. She didn't even look back once she heard him phase. "Thanks." Lesley rolled her eyes before phasing into her other half. Instead of the human girl standing there, it was a shaggy chocolate brown wolf. She breathed in deeply. She could smell Milo, herself, and...her clothes! Lesley started to search until she finally found them. Growling softly, she picked them up in her mouth gently. Not wanting to rip them or get them all wet from her sylivia. She turned her head around in the direction that she hear Milo run. Well, maybe he would someday meet her again. So that Lesley could slap him across the face. She smiled to herself at the thought and started to run towards home.

Soon as she was at the back of her house, Lesley set her clothes down and phased back into a human. she slipped her clothes on and hurried into the house. Her father was there, all they did to greet eachother was to smile and nod. Lesley ran upstairs and took a shower. Trying to get the smell of salt water off of her and the memory of Milo. It's a good thing she didn't imprint or even like him. That would proove that she had horrible taste in guys.