its not like i don't care{tag Aimlyn/open}

[Lucy Loup Garou]

Nyta had me helping her so I would stay out of trouble. It was fairly easy, tending to the gardens while she worked her magick, my Bloodstone amulet bounced and thrummed against my chest as I hovered, tending to roses before moving over to the vegetable garden. Poking it with a stick earned me a couple of glares, and I just chuckled, a low deep rumbling from my chest as I inched away and glanced upwards into the sky. I grew up here, in the clan, and to be honest, it sucked at times. I was an anomaly, one with a terrible telekinetic ability in the form of hand like vectors, strong enough to rip people limb from limb if I got the chance. I had asked Nyta and Syren if they could come up with something to stop me using it against the clan in case I switched to another, more dangerous personality. Oh yea, did I mention that? I have a split persona called Nyu, who is absolutely and utterly devoid of any evil, her whole existence is to be all innocent, which I knew from talking to others, most liked her, except Aim, my best friend. Well, okay her name is Aimlyn, but I call her Aim just to annoy her.

Aim and I have been best friends since she came to the clan. As Syren's cousin, the closet ones to the Lupa knew and yea, some treated her differently then if she was just a normal clan member, but I treated her just the same. No special treatment, no bowing to her(thats a lie, I did once to peeve her off and she slapped me. Not gonna repeat that), we romped together, played together, got into trouble together. We were known as the troublesome two, and I would die for her. I would kill for her. If some fucker raped or even touched her in the wrong way, he wouldn't live to even become her bitch, I would make sure of that. Was I in love with her you ask? No idea, don't even know what love feels like. But I do have an adoring longing for her thats hidden deep within my heart, so deep that anyone who tried peeling it from me would be ripped into shreds a thousand times over.

Just thinking of all this made my emotions go into warp overdrive, my skin prickled with heat as I stood taller, my vectors raised high above me, the 'hands' stretched out ready to dive forward if I chose to. They were deadly, but if I wanted to pick up an egg and not crack it, I could. The vectors, of course, were invisible, which made it allot more comforting because no one shouted or abused me or anything. When this power came into effect, I went to Cole to let him know, Syren knew too and same with Nyta. And don't forget Aimlyn, she knew the first moment it appeared, she was with me when I ripped a tree in half, wood splintered and leaves scattered upon the ground like a motley colored snow or something. "Nyta." My voice was low, dangerous sounding even though I wasn't dangerous. At the moment. "Mountains, let Cole know." I wasn't big on speaking unless Aim was around, then I could tall until the cows come home.

Running pale fingers through pink hair, I took off, stripping my clothes and reaching down while rolling them up, placing them in a strap around my thigh. My shirt, white colored with buttons, and shorts, also colored white, easily was secured in the strap before I felt my body change. Gray and white fur with russet red tinges, with extremely light pink colored eyes, so light they were often mistaken for a cream color or even red. I think, wouldn't know because I don't look. This is coming from other people. Anyway, once I was on all fours, I tore from the clan, sending one message to Aim. "I'm going to the mountains, if you wish to come, do so." I ran ahead, before spending an hour running flat out, my breathing coming in pants and my legs ached with burning fire, but I didn't slow. This was good, it kept me alert and it was what I knew best. I was made to run by my parents at a young age, hoping it would exercise some control over me, they were sadly mistaken. After that my mother left the clan to live with my grandmother while my father went exploring. I didn't know if they planned to come back or not, and personally, I didn't give a fuck.

Reaching the mountainside, my feet stepped into cold ice, the transition from heat to cold made me shiver violently, fur raised along my spine along to my tail before the feeling passed and my body adjusted itself to being warm again. Gods I loved being who, well rather what, I was. Shifting back, I pulled the clothes from the strap, slipping the shorts than shirt on, it didn't keep me too warm but it didn't stop me from freezing to death. Thats when I could sense it. A couple of hunters moving east through the mountains, after a snow leopard. I've been here enough that I've befriended the animals around, and eager to flex my vectors, I moved forwards, a predator stalk to my movements as my body tensed up. Muttering a small spell, it would keep me warm until I left the mountain, so I carried on, feeling my nerves flare with heat before dying down, letting me know the spell began to work. I paused in my steps, looking back at my footprints in the snow, and decided I would wait for Aimlyn. She knew the animals too, and she was always keen for a little fun.

[Aimlyn Loup Garou]

Devin and I chased each other through a small valley that was hidden between the Luna and the mountain range. I think it was Cole's way of keeping me out of trouble, hanging with the Freki. Too bad Devin was so fucking easy to manipulate. He let me get away with almost anything, probably because I was Syren's cousin. I shifted when he wasn't looking, climbed a tree on the western edge of the valley floor, and hunkered on a thick branch. He whistled a little tune as he stalked below me. I snickered, kicked off the tree trunk, tucked my knees and flipped to land crouched. I reached out and tugged his tail. "Tag Freak!" I laughed and started running, Devin hot on my tail. He hated it when I called him Freak, a twist on his Freki title. Suddenly his weight hit my back and threw me face first into a pile of dirt. I came up coughing and sputting, wiping dirt off my mouth with the back of my hand. "Fucking gross! And uncalled for. Jeez." I flicked his ear lightly, shifted into my wolf and booked it further west, through the treeline toward the steam that ran down from the moutain's edge. "Now I need a fucking bath. I'm hitting the stream. Catch me if you can"

I slammed my paws down with incredible force, using every inch of burning muscle in my body to push the run. Farther, faster. I sped on, straight for the stream, and once it was in sight, 13 feet or so ahead, I jumped for it. The cold water felt great, woke me right the hell up. I sloshed and splashed, shaking my body and flinging droplets of water, both large and small, everywhere. Devin glared as I splashed him and just paced the streambank. "Aw, don't wanna get wet? Come on, weinie." Lucy would do it, I thought to myself. "Ok, fine. Wait..." I stepped out the water, shaking my head, all the way down to flicking my tail sharply once, drying more of my fur. "Gotta go! Lucy's calling, we're hitting the mountains!" I left Devin standing there, slightly damp, and raced back to the valley. A stupid sugar ant crawled around on my nose when I stuck my muzzle into the hollowed trunk of an oak. I sneezed violently and snagged my skirt trying to pull my clothes free. I have no idea if it was the same ant, but I stomped the crap outta the one near my paw. I kept the little bundle of clothes locked in my jaws as I turned tail and ran for the mountain range.

"Hi ho, hi ho, it's a hunting we will go!" I chimed back to Lucy. We really only went to the mountains for a few reasons. Hunting for food, bigger, more aggressive prey up there. (Yeah, yeah, we still buried the carcass and gave thanks to it's spirit like good little Loup Garou. But it was a hell of a game before the show of reverence came into play.) Another reason was to stalk the hunters that had a thing for big game. Further west, outside the Luna's perimeter, hunting was allowed, during the in seasons of course. Season or not, the hunters did their thing. So Lucy and I did ours. Baiting them, playing with them, then killing them. Sometimes we killed 'em fast, sometimes we killed 'em slow. We always scared the hell out of them. The Luna's perimeters weren't just run and watched by the pack heirarchy, but spelled. It was a true barrier, one that detered hunters from it's path. Maybe they felt wigged out about something unknown lurking nearby that a gun couldn't kill. A nightmare. Did they hallucinate? Run screaming in terror, away from the Luna, leaving the Loup Garou within safe and unnoticed? Naw, that's too much my style. Nyta and the other elders said it was more that humans would simply turn the other direction. A slight intuition, persay. Well, whatever. It was a bit more difficult for a true enemy, one that meant to harm, to cross the barrier. Not impossible if they possessed the willpower to overcome discomfort and that magickal 'push'. But not a slice of pie, either. Still, I wanted something with more of an edge to it. Harsh. Really get the point across. Eh, wish in one hand, shit in another...see which fills up first.

I found Lucy's trail, paused to shift when her scent changed, pulled on my red sleeveless top and gauzy skirt...complete with a giant tear over my right thigh from the ant/sneeze action earlier. "Fuck me! I like this skirt!" I dropped the torn fabric and looked at my bare feet in the snow. I wiggled my black polished toes and snickered. "Nice, barefoot in the snow." I stuck my tongue out at my feet, I have no idea why, and followed Lucy's trail up and around a bend. I found her tensed and watching the other enticing scent I'd picked up on as I had followed hers along. I tiptoed, literally, up to her and slung an arm around her. A shiver passed through me as I felt her magick, her vector thingies. I couldn't see 'em, but I'd seen their work, and I could sure as fuck feel 'em. It kinda turned me on, not that I'd ever tell Lucy that. "Heh. Looks like we got ourselves a fucking jackpot Lulu! What's the game plan?" I grinned in her face, the side of my hip pressed up against hers. I winked, loving the 'I love you/I hate you' look she shot me for calling her Lulu. Hey, it's what she gets for calling me Aim. Ready, aim, fire!!!

[Lucy Loup Garou]

Two hunters, armed with a .22 slug gun, and a hunting knife on each hip. The metal smell in the air told me, not to mention I've had so many run ins with knives, that if it wasn't for the healing power from the clan, I would be pretty scarred up. A half smile perked my lips as I heard Aimlyn, knowing she would be here shortly, so I resumed my intent scanning. The snow leopard was further east, the hunters would be on her in moments. My hands balled into fists as I stared, almost hungrily, at the hunters, killing was evident in my mind, and the vectors raised higher, tingling with magick that coursed through my body like blood. "No fucking way." I snarl, each word under my breath in an attempt to make sure the hunters didn't hear, but only if they heard what I heard, and those fucks would pay. Moving one foot forward, I was ready to go, ready to mess with them because they were about to kill that snow leopard. For its fur mostly, I've seen it before. But they animals were under our care. Sure Aim and I killed them, but not this. This would be slaughter.

The arm that slung around me, I knew its feel enough to not kill because it was Aimlyn. Her scent was like sugar, a mix of strawberries and elderberries that hit my senses like a drug, although thats what my brain told me. I needed her, we were a team, and to lose her would probably make me both homicidal and suicidal. Well, more homicidal than I was. The only ones I didn't kill where the pack, and Aimlyn. I looked at her in the face, my favorite look of I love you and I hate you at the same time was upon my face when I heard the name 'Lulu.' Her hip pressed up against mine made my breath woosh from my lungs, a rapid desire to forget about the leopard and hunters and push Aim into the snow reached its way into my brain and I was really thankful she wasn't a mind reader. Not that I cared much for that thought didn't make me blush. I was good at keeping my emotions under the radar, it took me years to get it to this stage, although I admit, I did lose control sometimes.

"We go, we stalk, we kill. Human or wolf, I don't care what you choose. I'm going as human." My vectors flexed with anticipation, magick filled the air as I pulled from her grip and moved forwards with a grace only a predator can manage. "I don't know if you can sense what I can. But that snow leopard, the one those fucks are going to kill, is pregnant with two kits." The smell in the air from the wind was different, which was one reason I knew. Killing an animal was fine, I did it myself, but when that animal was pregnant, to me, it was murder. I don't know why I felt so strong about it, maybe it was because those kittens, cubs, whatever, didn't stand a chance against the hunters because they were not born yet, nor were they strong enough even if they were alive. "Those fucks are going to be ripped into fucking shreds." I was also very foul mouthed when not around older clan members, some didn't like what they heard. Oh well.

Before I could say anymore, a sharp yowling of pain shot through the air like a gunblast, the silence was shattered in that pain cry that my vectors double blasted, sending the snow around Aim and I outwards. Turning around, I knew she wouldn't be hurt, because my vectors didn't allow harming of my kind. I've already explained before so go take a look. Anyway, I knew that pain cry, and my eyes seemed to darken as I spoke. "You're okay, right?" I hoped, she was my only best friend around here, the one that didn't flinch because of me being an anomaly. "That leopard is having her kits. We. Have. To. Move." I moved forwards, fast, heading east where the hunters were eagerly waiting, I heard their voices as soon as I was closer, my eyes blazed with incredible hate that it washed all around me, spinning in waves. I was surprised that the snow didn't melt or the hunters couldn't feel the wrath that I was feeling in my system right now. I counted silently, knowing Aimlyn would be behind me, when my vectors moved to the first guy. He was wearing ski pants, hiking boots and a fleece jacket. He wore a beanie with flaps to protect his ears from the cold. With one fast swipe of my vector, I grabbed the gun and knife and flicked it towards me. Kicking the knife away, it twirled, landing in the snow a few feet away, metal glinting in the snow. The gun I held in my hand, but I wasn't about to shoot, no, that would be last. "You ready to kill Aim?" I ask, my voice razor sharp with anger and hatred, so deep that the hunters flinched, and the other armed guy fumbled with his weapon. Too perfect, I was ready to kill at any moment.

[Aimlyn Loup Garou]

My hand slid from her shoulder, down her side to her hip. I slipped a finger between the fabric of her shirt and her skin, lightly tracing odd patterns against her flesh. I grinned as she spoke. "Works for me." Holy shit, she wasn't kidding, the snow leopard was having her babies now. Lucy's vectors hit the wall...or whatever it is they do. "Yeah, peachy." I was fine, she wouldn't hurt me and I knew it. I kicked my skirt away and tossed my top after it. I was going in as a wolf. At least for the first half.

Lucy charged in and I ran past her, putting myself between the snow leopard and the other hunter. I barked like mad, dancing and snarling, it drove the hunter bonkers. It gave me a happy little high. I called forth the munin, simply wanting to scare the daylights out of this hunter. I knew it was a frivolous purpose, but the half & half monster/human/wolf creature is just wickedly awe-inspiring. Plus, I was hoping he shit himself.

For a moment I was human again, naked before the hunter. I heard Lucy, her voice sounding a million miles away since I was channelling the munin. "Oh yeah!" I shriek, half howl, half scream. Strength surged through my system as my muscles grew. Suddenly I was looking slightly down at the hunter as he tried to run. I grabbed his jacket, moving back toward the mountain stream that ran into the valley below. "Hey sport, where do you think you're going off to? You do know what sport means don'tcha? It's the sound of a turd hitting the water!" I laughed like a fool, still more human than wolf. I let my face change, claws ripping the pants from the man as I held him above the water. "Well, shit already, sport! Come on!" The change was complete, I was full on monster as I snarled in his face, drool splattering his chin. "CRAP YOUR PANTS, FOOL!" And he did. Sure enough, as the brown chunks hit the water, the discernable 'sport', 'sport', 'sport' was clear as day. "Told ya." I grinned in his face, then threw him aside, landing next to his buddy.

I shifted back to human, briefly thanking the munin out of habit. "Did you see that Lulu? I made this fucker crap himself! Hahaha!" I laughed even harder, but stopped as soon as I saw him reach for his buddies knife. A sharp kick to the stomach doubled him over. He groaned while I leaned down and took up the knife. "What the fuck were you going to do with this? Huh? Were you going to cut me, you dick?" I crouched before him, shoving my pale left arm beneath his nose. "Huh? Speak up sport! Were you gonna cut me? LIKE THIS?!?" I sliced my arm open as I screamed in his face. "Fuck, you're stupid." I threw the knife, not caring where it landed, stepped on the guy's sternum, grabbed his head in both hands, and twisted. His neck snapped with an audible pop.

I left his corpse and ran for the snow leopard. I held my hands up as I moved slowly toward her. She was birthing the second kit now, the first already cleaned by her mother's tongue. "Shhh, easy girl. It's alright now. We won't hurt you." I knelt in the snow, and reached for her. She gave my fingers a tentative lick before her body tensed, her eyes scrunched shut in pain as she pushed the second of her litter from her womb. I stroked her softly. "That's a girl, you got it. You'll be a good mom." I kept talking to her and petting her, moving the second kit closer to her mother so she could get cleaned off. The first kit was suckling contentedly at her mother's teets. She looked up at me and mewled in a squeeky voice. "Aw, look at you. You're a cutie, for sure." I picked her up and cuddled her to me, showing the snow leopard her kit was safe in my arms. The second kitten, the boy, took over nursing while the mother rested. "Lulu, check it out!" The hunters were dead, and I was overly fascinated with the new little lives. I didn't even care that my bare ass was planted in the snow.

[Lucy Loup Garou]

"You're going to pay." I half watched as Aim was the wolf, before she began to channel the munin. The faint magick in the air was enough to tell me she was about to complete it, so turning back to my hunter, I step once, feeling the snow crush under my foot. The vectors grabbed him, keeping him from helping his buddy. "You fuck with any of our animals, we fuck with you." My eyes narrowed to slits, cold waves of fury flitted through my entire body. I smile now, a cold, evil smile, the vectors were around his wrists, tightening the hold every second. I felt the skin break with the vectors, and walking closer, I held the gun up to his face before stopping, merely inches away. He was frozen in fear, the heightened senses we had made me able to hear his frantic heart beating a million miles per hour. He knew he was going to die. He knew it was my intention. Well then, the fuck shouldn't have come here and maybe he wouldn't be dead. Too late, I thought coldly. Too fucking late.

The vectors pulled, his hands came free from his body, ripped from his arms as blood splattered from the wounds, tainting the snow a filthy crimson. The hands dropped while he screamed in pain, and I wasn't done. My vectors moved up, ripping his arms from his torso, leaving more blood upon the ground, while some splashed onto me. A tilt of my head, I ask him. "Having fun yet?" A sadistic smile littered my face before I lifted the gun, shooting him in the chest and neck, his body slumping forwards. In moments, I finished work, ripping his legs and head off, no chance of being healed or living through that, before my vectors disappeared. Blood was upon my shirt and shorts, face and arms and legs. The aerial spray was good, and I wondered if I should clean up before going back to the clan. Turning, I saw Aim, her arm cut, and for a moment I though it had been the other hunter. She had snapped his neck and was tearing off to the snow leopard.

Kicking the other hunters body, I laughed coldly, before hearing Aim. Walking slow, there was no rush really, I peeked in when I reached, seeing the two little kits and the mother who was resting after giving birth. "Good girl, you did it! Two healthy babies." I cooed, voice soft as I sat down next to Aim, reaching for the snow leopards head. She was tired, and I knew it was from the birth. Giving birth to one baby for a human was tiring, this mother gave birth to two, so she deserved some rest. "Your safe. You and your babies are safe." I saw one eye open, staring at me with such intelligent eyes I thought it was going to speak. But no, she was just acknowledging us, her way of thanks for protecting her against those hunters. The kits were gorgeous, and I petted the leopard and let her rest before looking at the babies more closely. Seeing Aim with the kit, I fought back a tender smile, knowing I would get a into a tussle, but all I wanted to do was push her down and kiss her. I don't know why, but I reigned in those emotions, the kit would get hurt if I did that anyway.

"I saw what you did." I chuckled, unable to tell her before because things had gone rather quickly. I was silent, just petting the nursing kit, absentmindedly thinking. "Aim, have you ever thought about, you know, having a family someday?" I asked, acting nonchalant about it. Inside my nerves were having a field day, half scared of what the answer would be. In the clan, most males and females took each other as mates. Rare was it to have a female-female pair or male-male pair. It wasn't condoned, because love knew no bounds and if you loved your mate, that was all that mattered. I just didn't know if Aim was wanting anyone in the pack for a mate or anything, and come to think of it, if, somehow(I didn't let my thoughts linger on this) we ended up together, all we could do was adopt or something. Personally, I didn't care either way, as long as I was in love, even if it was Aim, I didn't have to have children. Being a mother scared me because of my own parents. Stupid assholes. My eyes furrowed again as pain and hurt and anger towards my parents flowed through my like a current, my hands balled into fists.

[Aimlyn Loup Garou]

I'd been so caught up in killing the second hunter, then investigating the snow leopard and her kits, that I hadn't seen what Lucy did to the other guy. But one look at her when she came over to me, and I knew she'd ripped him apart. Hell, she was only being true to her word. But seeing her in the white top and white shorts, splattered with blood sent my pulse racing. I wanted to lick it all off her, rip the bloody clothes from her body so I could run my tongue from her nose to her toes. Instead, I held the kit a little tighter, rolling her over so I could scratch her belly. "Yeah? I missed you ripping the other guy apart. Damn shame. I love it when you use your vectors." Those invisible parts of her could cause some serious damage, and it was cool as hell to watch.

"What?" My head snapped her direction. "Well, I guess. I mean, kinda. I never put too much thought into it though. I mean..." How did I tell her that none of the guys in the clan did it for me? Sure, some were cute and all that, but I wasn't really into relationships. The only person I really cared about was Lucy. When she was gone, when Nyu took over, I felt abandoned. Nyu was just too damn nice, to innocent to hang with me. So I either bothered the hell out of her, or sulked alone, until Lucy came back. "Maybe someday, but not for a long, long time." I grinned at Lucy. It seemed like the best answer I could give her. That, and I was terrified I'd be a bad mother and ruin my kids.

I let the little girl kitten slide from my lap as she went to nurse beside her brother. Then, an evil twinkle in my eye, I turned and pounced on Lucy, pinned her shoulders. "You smell good. Almost like food." I nuzzled into her neck, then began licking the cold drops of blood from her. I wasn't keen on cold blood, meaning I didn't fancy eating the two dead hunters. But Lucy's skin was warm, her scent sweet, so licking blood off her was better than gnawing at a cooling corpse. After cleaning her face and neck, I sat back, still straddling her. I got lost in her eyes for a moment, but when the boy kit had finished nursing, he came to Lucy and pawed at her arm. His little sand-paper tongue began cleaning the blood off her arm. I laughed. "Hey! I was doing that." I stroked his head, grinning as he began to purr and curled up next to Lucy, pressed against her arm. "Looks like you have an admirer." Ok, so she had two in the immediate vancinity. Whether I was talking about the kit, or myself, I'll leave that to interpretation, for now.

[Lucy Loup Garou]

I laughed softly. "Hmmm, he screamed mostly, didn't even beg for his life. I guess he knew there was no point." I swallowed the lump in my throat, a faint pink tinge spread across my face. Thank the gods it was snowing because I could easily pass off the pink to the cold. It worked before. Her words, accompanied with a smile, made my heart both sink and soar. Again I swallowed, feeling faintly sick. Why did I bring that up? If I sulked, she would figure something was up. She wasn't stupid, Aim was really smart. Time to play it cool, yea cool Lucy, calm Lucy. "I don't really. I mean, no one can put up with me, and they are afraid of passing the-" I paused, my voice turning bitter. "Anomaly." A swallow to be able to continue to talk, and I carried on. "Plus, being a mother? Me? My own parents fucked off when they learned I wasn't normal. Being a parent wouldn't suit me." I shrugged, acting as if it didn't bother me, but that was a load of crap. It cut me deeply, but I wasn't about to ruin my tough I don't give a fuck about it all image.

Before I had a chance to move, Aim pounced and pinned me, the evil twinkle in her eye made my smile, a true smile. I half closed my eyes as she began to clean off my neck and face, her tongue felt warm and soft against my skin that I let out a soft moan, and all too soon she was done. Reopening my eyes, I moved my hand upon hers, holding it and giving it a gentle squeeze. I half wished we were alone, away from everything, just me and her. But we were next to a snow leopard and her babies, so I wasn't want to do anything rash and to tussle now may hurt the babies, so I didn't want to take the chance. No matter how much my brain tried getting me too do it.

"Hey little one." I whisper, feeling his sand paper tongue glide across my skin, the blood being removed with each stroke. I was shocked, I thought the young one would be curled with his mother and sister. Petting his head, and hearing his purr, my heart melted, and then, he was curled up against my arm, and moving him closer to my body so he didn't freeze, I looked back up at Aimlyn. "I wonder why. Like I said before, I'm just an anomaly, a freak." I was losing control and I knew it. My emotions were all fucked up and I wished Nyu would take over so I could be free. Until I remembered that Aimlyn was the only one who understood me, and I couldn't leave her without her best friend. "You, you will have no trouble finding a mate." I couldn't do anymore than talk, Aim still had me pinned and the little kit was snuggled against me, still purring and oblivious to my bitterness. Lucky kit.

[Aimlyn Loup Garou]

I stuck my tongue out at her. "Pfft. Whatever. The only guys that want me only want me because I'm Syren's cousin. That doesn't make me anything special. You think someone, besides you, can really put up with me? Ha! You're funny, Lulu. Not to mention, I'm not exactly the mother-type." It was true, for the most part. "Oh cut the crap!" I smacked her arm, not too hard, but not a love pat either. "You're no more of a freak than I am. Fuck 'em if they don't understand it. You've got a wicked cool gift, girl. That doesn't make you a freak, that makes you fucking awesome." I kissed her cheek, a big smack, then patted the side of her face. "Get over it. I'm not hooking up with someone just to have pups." I shivered, grossed out at the idea of swelling up, pregnant with pups, then squeezing them out like the snow leopard just had. It was fucking sick if you asked me.

I raised my hand, the one Lucy held onto, and interlaced my fingers with hers. I brought her hand to my lips and began to suck and lick the blood from it, up her wrist and all along her arm. My eyes closed as I licked Lucy clean, no one in the clan would see it as any more than a friendly gesture. So what if I found it more erotic? So what if I didn't treat others in the pack the same. Lucy was special. I licked the speckles of blood that dotted along her collar bone, nipping at her neck. I shivered as I drug my tongue over her pulse point, but covered by blaming the cold. It was cold up here, and though neither of us would freeze, it didn't mean I was comfortable in the buff on a snow covered mountain side. At least Lucy was keeping me warm.

The snow leopard yawned and roused herself from her brief nap, leaning over to clasp her jaws around the ruff of her kit's neck. She pulled her son close to her, snuggled around both her babies, and watched us. I swear she was smiling. She leaned forward again, careful not to disturb her kits, and licked Lucy's arm, then mine. I grinned at her. "You're welcome. Take care of those kits, mama." I scratched her behind the ear, then rose off of Lucy. I held out my hand to help Lucy up. "We'd better leave them be. Let's see what else those fucks had on them." I felt my eyes sparkle at the mention of digging through their things, taking whatever we wanted. They didn't need it anymore, they were dead, so it was our haul. I half hoped there were more hunters on the mountain. I was hungry, and sure as hell wasn't eating those cold bastards.

[Lucy Loup Garou]

"Thats not true Aime. Look at you! Your gorgeous." I managed to say before getting whacked on the arm. Jeezums, not going to go there again cos that did hurt a little. Oh well. Raising my arms in a surrender gesture I grinned. "Okay okay." I chuckled, going red when she kissed me, and I wished myself to kiss her back, but I chickened out. Dammit, stupid chicken I am. Grumbling on the inside before a slight moan escaped my lips when she started cleaning the blood off me. Her tongue sliding across my skin, warm where ever she licked, I felt like closing my eyes and sleeping, because truly, it was peaceful and the fact Aim was helping keep me warm. It was a shame the snow leopard took her other baby and petting her head, I smiled too. "Be good, you know the drill, holler if you need us." Man I was tempted to take them back to the Luna, I really was. Instead, I contented myself in remembering the feel of Aim's tongue upon my skin when I grabbed her hand and pulled myself up.

"Yea, okay." My mind was in a whirl and suddenly, Cole's words of imprinting hit me. See, wolves who imprinted, you couldn't kill the object of a wolves imprinting. The pain of it would be terrible, so there were laws against it. And no one would intentionally destroy a clan member that way. Another thing was, nothing else mattered apart from your mate, even deeper than normal bonding and normal love. When Nyu came out, Aim always sulked, when I left I always thought about Aim and when I could see her next. Even as youngsters, we were closer than normal, although no one really noticed cos hello! Technically we are not normal, well to outsiders anyway but fuck them. They didn't understand. Anyway, back to my words, I cared so deeply for Aim, that even thinking of her mating with another hurt so badly, like I was being ripped open with rusty knives, and I would kill any who tried hurting her.

Following Aim outside to the hunters, I grabbed the blade and twirled it in my hands before ripping a piece of clothe and making a make shift holder for it until I remembered the hunter had one. Whoops. Grabbing his one, I hooked it around my leg, shoving the knife in the holder before standing upright. All this took a matter of seconds before I strode over to Aim. "Aim. Tell me I'm crazy and if I am I'll never speak of this again," I grabbed her wrist, feeling the warm skin beneath my fingers. "I know why I love you. I'm imprinted on you." I whisper, serious in my words. "And you know what, I wouldn't have it any other way. You Aim, are my ideal mate. I've loved you since forever." I held onto her, afraid to let go and break the contact. I've never been so damn scared in my life before this moment.

((yep, got some of the lines in the second paragraph piece from Breaking Dawn, it was such a wicked line, but i changed it a bit))

[Aimlyn Loup Garou]

Lucy was working out a knife for herself while I dug around in the other man's clothes. I thumbed through his wallet, tossing his ID, credit cards, and other junk into the snow. He had over a hundred bucks in there, so I pulled it out and tucked it in my teeth while I dug through the rest of his shit. He had a knife strapped to one boot, so I took that too. I didn't really want the guns. Ok, part of me did, but we weren't big on guns at the Luna, so I let them be. I felt Lucy coming up beside me and my heart thrummed, nearly pounding itself out of my chest. This was the same damn reaction I always had to her. We were close, closer than best friends, or even sisters. Hell, we were probably closer than twins! I loved Lucy with my whole heart, and she knew that.

Shit, even Nyu knew. That twit that slept in Lucy's brain and came out once in a while. Nyu was the total opposite of Lucy, and I didn't hate her, but I sure as hell didn't like her. She was too....too.....I dunno. I think what I didn't like was some..."other" wearing Lucy's face and body around, acting like someone totally different. It pissed me off. I remember cornering her one hot July morning, screaming at Nyu to bring Lucy back. I hit her until she cried, which didn't take long. Syren finally pulled me off and sent me away, coddling Nyu until Lucy returned. Nyu just wasn't my cup of tea. I don't know if I'm gay or whatever, but no one had ever held my eye, and my heart, like Lucy. If I didn't know any better, I'd think I imprinted on her years ago, when we were just pups.

"Mmmmph?" I looked up at her, and for a moment, with the sun behind her, she was so stunning it took my breath away. My mouth dropped open silently, the money falling to the snow covered ground. "Lulu, you don't need me to tell you you're crazy. But ok. You're CRAZY!" I interupted before she could finish, and by the look on her face, I knew it was serious, so I clammed up. She grabbed my wrist, her hand hot against my flesh. She said what I never thought I'd hear, what I couldn't bring myself to say, for years now. A grin bigger than my head nearly split my face in two. I grabbed her wrist in turn and leaped onto her, riding her into the snow once again. Ok, I had a thing for jumping on her, but she never complained. Much. I riddled her face with kisses, one hand tangled in her hair while the other explored the curves of her body. I could do this now, without fear of rejection or repurcussions. She was MINE! I tossed back my head and howled long and loud to the sky. It was a shout of triumph and joy. I grinned down at Lucy, hands caressing her waistline. "Gods I love you Lulu. I've waited for-fucking-ever to hear you say that. Guess I never grew the balls." I blushed, and for once didn't try to cover it up. It was all out in the open now, between the two of us. We were undeniably, inexplicably in love, and much more. We were imprinted, nothing and no one could change that or take that away from us. I brought my lips to hers in a passionate kiss, finally putting all my feelings for her into that kiss, things no words could ever say.

[Lucy Loup Garou]

At her words, I rolled my eyes, smart ass she was, but thats what I loved about her. We could banter and still be all friendly like afterward, we never took offense and the others thought we were plain weird. It was great fun! I felt her hand hand around my wrist, her fingers biting warmly against my skin before she leaped, pinning me down in the snow, which started attacking my naked skin. The spell I used before still held, but parts of my body did get a little bit chilly than the rest of it. Her fingers explored my body while she howled in triumph, the last of her kisses felt warm upon my cheeks as I laughed softly, my own howl entering the sky, filled with so many words I longed to say, from love to adoration, they all filled that howl and escaped into the free sky, knowing Aim would guess the meaning of the howl so I wasn't too worried. In fact, I was glad. I'm glad to have told her what I felt, because not knowing really would have killed me. I knew that much.

"I love you to Aim. Always have and always will." I winked, my hands resting on her own hips, carefully tight around so she didn't slip or fall but would stay upon me. I was way too used to being leaped and sat upon by Aim to even worry, this was just natural. Second to breathing. "I'm sure you would have said something one day. It was bound to come out eventually. But I am glad I spoke, because now its in the open." No other would claim my heart or soul, no other would I love like I loved Aim. Imprinted, now until forever, and you know what? That felt fucking amazing. Knowing that she would never turn away or hate me, or even leave me. To know our souls were wrapped together, our fate was with each other, that made me the happiest fucking wolf alive! I wanted to sing and dance and play, well, tackle Aim and snuggle her. But we did something better.

Her lips met mine in a passionate, fiery kiss, my body tingled with fire, and I felt so alive! My fingers shook upon her body as I kissed her, exploring her mouth with my tongue, her scent and taste were forever embedded in my mind. And it didn't feel wrong, it felt unbelievably right. Like we were made to fit each other. The wind stirred up, swirling snow around us as we continued our deep set kiss. The earth could end and I wouldn't even care or notice, I was with my soul mate, she was more than that. And it was great to know that we couldn't be killed by anyone in the clan now, not that they would anyway. The clan wasn't like that. But still. Imprinted wolves, it was legendary stuff man! I knew Mick and Arwen were imprinted too, and now, all that mushy love crap I hated with a passion, it didn't seem so bad. Now that I had my love with me. Not that I would go around crying and being all mushy, I would still be the strong Lucy people knew. I just wouldn't be so cold and sarcastic about love. "I love you Aim. All my heart."

[Aimlyn Loup Garou]

I'd never kissed Lucy like this, hell I'd never really kissed anyone like this. There wasn't anyone I wanted to kiss in this manner, no one but Lucy anyway. I lost myself in the feel of her under me, a whole new meaning to it now, and in the fire of our kiss. Part of me wanted to scream out, "I got my tongue in Lucy's mouth!" But I was too busy kissing her to actually yell it, much less say anything at all. Not to mention that wasn't the only place I'd get my tongue. *wink wink* It felt so perfect, like a great big jigsaw puzzle that was our lives was finally all put together, the last piece firmly in place. I drew back, out of breath and licked my lips. "Fucking A, I've been waiting to do that for a looooong time." I smiled down at her. "Guess you got bigger balls than me after all." I traced her collarbone with my finger tip. "Love you too, Lulu, forever. Just like you and me."

We'd always known we'd be together forever, except for those annoying times Nyu popped out. If only I had a switch, a lever or something I could use to stick Nyu back in her box, and leave Lucy free forever. I couldn't do that though, and I wouldn't do that to Lucy. For all I knew, it might damage her psyche permanently, and I might lose the Lucy I knew and loved. Still, it didn't mean I was imprinted on Nyu. Even though she was a part of Lucy, she was so different, so foreign, I couldn't find it in myself to love her. She wasn't Lucy!

"Since Mick and Arwen, I mean other than Cole & Syren, and Stryker and Midian....I never dreamed. I mean, I've known, somewhere deep down, that you were mine and I was yours. But it seemed so...unreal. And Stryker and Midian, well, everyone knew they were destined to be together. Now I finally have you all to myself. You know I don't share well anyway." I gave her a cheeky smirk before laying myself along her body. I breathed a sigh of contentment, wrapping my lover in my arms. I didn't even give a shit about the snow or the dead hunters nearby. All that mattered in the whole fucking world was that I had Lucy, and we'd admitted to our feelings. If she hadn't spoken up, I wonder how many more years would have passed before I finally grew brave enough to spill. Swirls of snow fluttered around us as the wind picked up. My nose wrinkled, detecting a hint of magick on the wind. I perked my head up and took a bigger sniff. It wasn't just any wind. "Holy shit, Lulu, it's the fucking munin!" No sooner had the word left my mouth than the etherial presence, in all it's windy glory, dove through us both.

I'd felt this before, during my initiation. A wind that blew through your very soul, igniting the magick within. I tingled from head to toe, head tossed back, eyes closed as we rode the munin's wave. Even they could not deny our love, and so they travelled through our forms. It was almost as if we were all one being right at that moment. Lucy was me, I was her, and we were both the munin. In moments, the wind ceased and became nothing more than an ordinary wind, breezing across our bodies. I gazed down at Lucy again, the hottest Loup Garou ever, and grinned. "Now that was fucking amazing."