Another Full Moon

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

It's getting to be that time; the moon is getting harder to ignore.
Therefore, Jason is standing in the clearing clutching a to-go cup of coffee. They don't break as easily when you drop them mid-shift. He looks to be waiting for stragglers before starting his hunt.

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[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason growls softly to himself, stashing his clothes in a dry place.

"You sat in her lap? Dangerous game, cat. Excuse me."

He steps off to the side to shift.

[mogget_cat]

For her, maybe.

*He smiles and continues to hunt the breeze.*

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

The large brown wolf that sits in the snow beside Yrael moments later lets out a small sneeze.

"Maybe burn her lap next time?"

[mogget_cat]

*Awwww, Yrael pets the ickle wolfygoo onna head.*

Then she would know that I am not truly her friend, and would ruin the element of surprise.

And I would be risking being put in the cells, which I would rather not experience.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason tosses his head and mouthes the hand.

"But I would come and visit you..."

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael just... disregards the dogslobber. He gets enough of that from his sister, thanks Jason.*

And I would still be confined.

Staying out of the cells means I can come and annoy you any time I wish.

*He strokes his hand up Jason's spine, totally the wrong way.*

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason doesn't mind Kibeth's slobber in the slightest.

Jason lets out a slightly annoyed whine, then turns to snap at the hand.

"Stop that! Are we hunting or not?"

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael pops the wolf on the nose, cheerfully.*

Not at the moment, we're not. But I think we should. Shall we?

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

The wolf sits and gives his best impatient look.

"Waiting on you, cat."

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael pounces on Jason a la Hobbes the Tiger, and leaps away, catshaped, flashing white in the moonlight that filters through the trees.*

Not waiting on you, pup.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason lets out a playful yip as he's bowled over, then is off like a flash through the trees.

"You cheat....everytime you cheat!"

[mogget_cat]

You sound like you think there are rules! How silly!

*Yrael laughs as he runs, leaping fallen logs and skirting bushes.*

[bentleytehbrain.livejournal.com]

"Hmm..." Bentley mutters aloud, scrawling something down quickly. "Transformation prosess occurs quickly... Tendency to be more hyperactive shown... Possible cause could be an extra dose of adrenaline to their systems..?"

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason snaps half heartedly at Yrael's heels.

"I have a rule. Eat. So let us find food Now."

[mogget_cat]

*Jason might get kicked lightly in the chin for that.*

Then use your oversized canine nose to find us some.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason growls and slows, testing the air.

"Bastard."

He catches the scent of deer. "Deer. This way."

[mogget_cat]

As you say.

*Yrael swerves to follow the scent and Jason.*

Hope for once you know what you are talking about.

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

He slows after a bit, stalking carefully through the undergrowth.

"Right there, smart-ass. A decent buck. Think we can take him?"

Of course...!

[mogget_cat]

*If Yrael knew the word, he'd say "Duh!". But he doesn't know the word, so he doesn't use it. It comes across in it tone, though.*

Oh, I believe so.

*He pads silently to come level with Jason.*

You to the right, myself to the left?

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

The wolf turns to look at him with an assent and heads off to the right.

Deer doesn't stand a chance.

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael heads off, veering slightly to the left.*

*The deer really doesn't stand a chance.*

*It smells the wolf too late.*

*It perks its ears too late.*

*It turns to flee too late.*

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Only the strong survive. This one didn't make the cut.

It doesn't take long at all to bring it down. Jason buries his muzzle into the soft belly.

"Nicely done."

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael goes for the back, where the saddle meets the haunch. Mmm, fresh steak.*

Indeed. Quick and efficient.

*Yummy, still hot.*

[loyaltyinmotion.livejournal.com]

Jason sits back trying to fling long stringy bits back into his mouth.
Very yummy.

"Wish Kibeth could've come out with us."

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael somehow manages to eat neatly and get blood across his face and neck and shoulders anyway.*

So do I. But, she has ever been an unruly one. She and I used to get in so much trouble with the others... before.

*He falls back into silence, covering it with eating.*